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HYMNS, 

FROM  THE  MOST  APPROVED    AUTHOB.S. 
TO  VTHICFI  ARE  AI>BjBI\. 

M'SIBER  NEVER  BEFORE  EUBLISI1EJ 


NATHAN  STRONG,    ABEL  ELLY 
\XD  JOSEPH  STEWARD 


>jxtii  initio: 


li.IiHED  E7  P.  TJ,  <iXSA:JU>T  &  Cv 


.'i>istrict  of  Connecticut,  :■■■ 

Be  jt  Remembered,  That  on  the  second  day  of 
Jitne,  UjLlh&th&ty -seventh  year  of  the  Independence 
ofthe^Jmited  States  of  America,  Natuax  Stroxg, 
An  el  Fust,  and  Joseph  Steward,  of  the  said 
District,  have  deposited  in  this  Office,  the  title  of  a 
Book,  the  right  whereof  they  claim  as  authors  in  the 
■words  folfa-.ving,  to  idt : 

"  The  Hartford  Selection  of  Hymns,  from  the  most 
"  approved  Authors.  To  ivldch  are  added,  a  number 
'"  never  before  published.  Compiled  by  Nathan 
"  Strong,  Mel  Flint,  and  Joseph  Sten-ard." 

In  conformity  to  the  Act  of  the  Congress  of  the 
United  States,  entitled  "  An  Act  for  the  encourage- 
**  ment  of  learning,  by  securing  the  copies  of  maps, 
"  charts  and  books  to  the  authors  and  proprietors  of 
*  such  copies  during  the  times  therein  mentioned." 
And  the  Act  of  the  Congress  of  the  United  States, 
entitled  "  An  Act  supplementary  to  the  Act,  entitled 
■'  An  Act  for  the  encouragement  of  learning,  by  se- 
curing the  copies  of  maps,  charts  and  books  to  the 
authors  and  proprietors  of  such  copies  during  the 
>lmes  therein  mentioned  "  and  extending  the  benefits 
thereof  to  the  arts  of  designing,  engraving  and  etch- 
ing historie'dt  and  oilier  prints." 

v  H.   W.  EDWARDS, 

Clerk  of  the  THstrict  of  Connecticut 
£  irut  Copy  of  Record,  examined  and  sealed  by  me, 
'  H.  W.  EDWARDS, 

Cterk  of  th«  District  of  Connecticut. 


PREFACE. 

THERE  are  extant  many  Hymn  BooteT- 
containing  excellent  Hymns  and  Spiritual 
Sqngs.  These  books  have  their  respective  ex*- 
cellencies,  and  give  credit  to  their  Authors  or 
compilers.  The  demand  for  books  of  this  kind 
having  been  very  great  of  laie,  owing  to  the 
happy  revival  of  religion  in  many  towns  in 
New  England,  several  Book-sellers  applied  to 
the  Editors  for  advice,  which  of  the  many  se- 
lections of  hymns  extant  it  would  be  most  adf- 
visable  to  re-print.  On  reviewing  different 
compilations,  with  a  view  of  answering  this 
question,  the  Editors  conceived  that  a  volume 
rtiight  be  compiled  better  adapted'  to  the  taste 
of  pious  minds  in  this  country  than  any  they 
have  seen.  They  were  urged  to  attempt  such 
a  selection  by  book-sellers,  and  also- by  several 
pious  people. 

In  making  this  selection,  the  Editors  have 
endeavored  to  adapt  it  to  the  use  of  Christians 
in  their  closets,  families,  and  private  religious-  - 
meetings ;  and  also  to  the  feelings  of  persons 
in  every  state  of  religious  impression. 

The  hymns  of  Dr.  Watts,  that  first  of 
uninspired  divine  poets,  are  so  universally  dis- 
persed, and  in  such  general  use,  that  a.h&y 


number  have  been  taken  from  him  than  woulci 
otherwise  have  been  the  case.  This  volume  i:\ 
compiled  principally  from  Newton,  Cow 
per,  Doddridge,  Rippon's  Selection,  anu\ 
others  not  in  common  use.  It  contains  ahc 
several  original  hymns,  and  many  which  havi 
never  appeared  in  any  book  of  divine  songs. 

It  will  be  observed,  upon  comparing  these 
hymns  with  the  volumes  from  which  they  arc 
taken,  that  a  number  have  been  abridged,  and, 
wme  lines  altered.  The  only  apology  which 
*he  Editors  have  to  make  for  this,  is,  that  in 
(keif  judgment,  such  abridgments  and  altera- 
'ions  render  this  volume  better  adapted  to  the 
uses  for  which  it  was  designed, 

Hartford,  July  3,  1799. 


THE 

HAHTFORD  SELECTION 

OF 


HYMNS- 


HYMN    1.      fc,   M. 

The  Unity  of  God.     Deut.  vi.  & 

ETERNAL  God  !  Almighty  cause 
J   Of  earth  and  seas  and  worlds  unknown  ; 
All  things  are  subject  to  thy  laws  ; 
All  tmngs  depend  on  thee  alone. 

2  Thy  glorious  being  singly  stands, 
Of  ah  within  itself  possest ; 
Oontrol'd  by  none  are  thy  commands  ; 
Thou  from  thyself  alone  art  blest. 

3  To  thee  alone  ourselves  \¥e  owe  ; 
Let  heav*n  and  earth  due  homage  pay  ; 
All  other  gods  we  disavow, 

Deny  their  claims,  renounce  their  sway. 

6  Spread  thy  great  name  thro5  heathen  lands 
Their  idol  deities  dethrone  ; 
Reduce  the  world  to  thy  command^ 
And  reign  fer  ever  Gcsi  alone. 


6  HYM^N    II. 

HYMN    2.       C.    M. 

The  Doctrine  of  the  Trinity,  and  the  Use  of ff 
Eph.  ii.  18. 

FATHER  of  glory,  to  thy  name 
Immortal  praise  we  give, 
"Who  dost  thy  work  of  grace  proclaim, 
And  bid  us  rebels  live. 

2  Immortal  honor  to  the  Son, 

Who  makes  thine  anger  cease  ; 
Our  lives  he  ransom' d  with  his  own. 

And  dy'd  to  make  our  peace. 

S  To  the  Almighty  Spirit  be 

Immortal  glory  giv'n, 
Whose  influence  brings  us  near  to  thee. 

And  trains  us  up  for  heav'n. 

]•  Let  men,  with  their,  united  voice, 

Adore  th  eternal  God  ; 
And  spread  his  honors  and  their  joys. 

Through  nations  far  abroad. 

5  Let  faith,  and  love,  and  duty  join, 

One  general  song  to  raise  ; 
Let  saints  in  earth  and  heav'n  combine.. 

In  harmony  and  praise. 

HYB1N    3.       L.    M, 

^The  Eternity  of  God,  and  Plan's  MjortaMty 
Psalm  xc. 

LORD  thou  hast  been  thy  children's  God, 
All  powerful,  wise,  and  good,  and  just, 
In  every  age  their  safe  abode, 
Their  hope,  their  refuge,  and  their  tru9t. 

2  Before  thy  word  gave  nature  birth, 
Or  spread  the  starry  heavens  abroad. 


KtMN     IV. 

Or  form'd  the  varied  face  of  earfk 
*  From  everlasting-  thou  art  God, 

3  Great  Father  of  eternity  ! 
How  short  are  ages  in  thy  sight  ! 

A  thousand  years,  how  swift  they  fly, 
Like  one  short  silent  watch  of  night  ! 

4  Uncertain  life,  how  soon  it  flies  i 
Dream  of  an  hour  !  how  short  our  bloois 
Like  spring-' s  gay  verdure  now  we  rise. 
Cut  down  ere  night  to  fill  the  tomb. 

5  Teach  us  to  count  our  shortening  days,. 
And  with  true  diligence  apply 

Our  hearts  to  wisdom's  sacred  ways, 
"That  we  may  learn  to  live  and  die, 

HYMN   4.       C.    M, 

The  Infinite  GocL 

THY  names,  how  infinite  they  be 
Great  everlasting  one  ! 
Boundless  thy  might  and  majesty. 
And  unconfin'd  thy  throne  ! 

2  Thy  glories  shine  of  wond'rqus  size. 
And  wond'rous  large  thy  grace  ; 

Immortal  day  breaks  from  thine  eyes, 
And  Gabriel  veils  his  face, 

3  Thine  essence  is  a  vast  abyss, 
"Which  angels  cannot  sound, 

An  ocean  of  infinities, 

Where  all  our  thoughts  are  drown'd, 

4  The  myst'ries  of  creation  lie 
Beneath  enlighten'd  minds ; 

'  Thoughts  can  ascend  above  the  sky. 
And  flv  before  the  winds. 


1  HYMN  V. 

4    ReaaoR  may  grasp  the  massy  \u5&.% 
And  stretch  from  pole  to  pole  ; 

But  half  thy  name  our  spirit  fills, 
And  overloads  the  soul. 

6  In  vain  our  haughty  reason  swells  ; 

For  nothing's  found  in  thee 
But  boundless  inconceivables, 

And  vast  ctemitv. 


Tfie 


HYMN    5.       C.    I\I. 

Omnipresence  and  Omniscience  «/  God. 
Psalm  exxxix. 

T  ORD,  thou  with  an  unerring  beam 
I_J  Surveyest  all  my  powers  ; 
My  rising-  steps  are  wateh'd  by  thee,. 
By  thee,  my  resting  hours. 

2  My  thoughts,  scarce  springing  into  birth, 
Great  God,  aTe  known  to  thee  ; 

Abroad,  at  home,  still  I'm  inclos'd 
With  thine  immensity. 

3  To  thee,  the  labyrinths  of  life 
In  open  view  appear  ; 

Nor  steals  a  whisper  from  my  lips 
Without  thy  list'ning  ear, 

4  Behind  I  glance,  and  thou  art  there  ; 
■   Before  me  shines  thy  name  ; 

And  'tis  thy  strong,  almighty  hand 
Sustains  my  tender  frame. 

5  Such  knowledge  mocks  the  vain  essays 
Of  my  astonish'd  mind  ; 

Nor  can  my  reason's  soaring  eye 
It^  towering  summit  find, 


HYMN    VI. 

HYMN    6.       C.    M. 

God's  Dominion  and  Decrees. 

KEEP  silence,  all  created  thing's, 
And  wait  your  Maker's  nod ; 
My  soul  stands  trembling1,  while  she  sings 
"The  honors  of  her  God. 

2  Life,  death,  and  hell,  and  worlds  unkncwa 
Hang1  on  his  firm  decree  : 

He  sits  on  no  precarious  throne, 
Nor  borrows  leave  to  be. 

3  Chain'd  to  his  throne  a  volume  lies, 
"With  all  the  fates  of  men, 

With  ev'ry  angel's  form  and  size, 
Drawn  by  th'  eternal  pen. 

4  His  providence  unfolds  the  book, 
And  makesliis  counsels  shine ; 

-Each  op'ning  leaf,  and  ev'ry  stroke 
Fulfils  some  deep  design. 

5  Here,  he  exalts  neglected  worms, 
To  scepters  and  a  crown ; 

And  there,  the  following1  page  he  turnq, 
And-treads  the  monarch  down. 

6  Not  Gabriel  asks  the  reason  why, 
Nor  God,  the  reason  gives  ; 

Nor  dares  the  fav'rite  angel  pry 
Between  the  folded  leaves. 

7  My  God,  I  would  not  long  to  see 
My  fate  with  curious  eyes, 

What  gloomy  lines  are  writ  for  me. 

-Or  what  bright  scenes  may  rise* 

3  In  thy  fair  book  of  life  and  grac-s 

Oh,  may  I  find  my  name, 
Recorded  in  some  humble  place, 
Fev path  my  Lord,  the  Lamb. 
1  * 


1*  HYMN    VII.  • 

HYMN    7.       L.    M. 

T7ie  unsearchable  Wisdom  of  God. 
'AIT,  O  my  soul,  thy  Maker's  will ! 


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Tumultuous  passsions,  all  be  still ! 
Nor  let  a  murm'ring  thought  arise, 
His  ways  are  just,  his  counsels  wis,e. 

2  He  in  the  thickest  darkness  dwells, 
Performs  his  work,  the  cause  conceals ; 
But  tho'  his  methods  are  unknown, 
Judgment  and  truth  support  his  throne. 

3  In  heav'n  and  earth  and  air  and  seas, 
He  executes  his  firm  decrees  ; 

And  by  his  saints  it  stands  confest, 
That  what  he  does  is  ever  best. 

4  Wait  then,  my  soul,  submissive  wait, 
Prostrate  before  his  awful  seat : 

And  'midst  the  terrors  of  his  rod, 
Trust  in  a  wise  and  gracious  God. 

HYMN    8.       L,    M. 

The  Loving-hindness  of  the  Redeemer. 
Isaiah  Lxiii.  7. 

AWAKE,  my  soul,  to  joyful  lays, 
And  sing"  the  great  Redeemer's  praise 
He  justly  claims  a  song-  from  me, 
His  loving-kindness,  Oil,  how  free  ! 

2  He  saw  me  ruin'd  in  the  fall. 
Yet  lov'd  me  notwithstanding1  all , 
He  sav'd  me  from  my  lost  estate, 
His  loving-kindness,  Oh,  how  great  \ 

3  Tho'  num'rous  hosts  of  mighty  foes; 
fho'  earth  and  hell  my  way  oppose^ 


HYMN    EL  11 

He  safely  leads  my  soul  along1, 

His  loving-kindness,  Oh,  how  strong  * 

4  When  trouble,  like  a  gloomy  cloud, 
Has  gather  d  thick,  and  thunder'd  loud* 
He  near  my  soul  has  always  stood, 

His  loving-kindness,  Oh,  how  good ! 

5  Often  I  feel  my  sinful  heart, 
Prone  from  my  Jesus  to  depart ; 
But  tho*  I  have  him  oft  forgot, 
His  loving-kindness  changes  not. 

6  Soon  shall  I  pass  the  gloomy  vale, 
Soon  all  my  mortal  powers  must  fail ; 
Oh !  may  my  last  expiring  breath 
His  loving-kindness  sing-  in  death ! 

7  Then  let  me  mount  and  soar  away, 
To  the  bright  world  of  endless  day, 
And  sing  with  rapture  and  surprise, 
His  loving- kindness  in  the  skies. 

HYMN    9.      Elevens. 

The  Mercy  of  God.     Psa.  Ixxxlx,  1. 
A  et  mercy,  my  God,  is  the  theme  of  my  song 
The  joy  of  my  heart,  and  the  boast  of  my  tongue ; 
Thy  free  grace  alone,  from  the  first  to  the  last, 
Hath  won  my  affections  and  bound  my  soul  fast, 

2  Without  thy  sweet  mercy  I  could  not  live  here, 
-Sin  soon  would  reduce  me  to  utter  despair ; 

But,  thro5  thy  free  goodness,  my  spirits  revive, 
And  he  that  first  made  me,  still  keeps  me  alive. 

3  Thy  mercy  surpasses  the  sin  cf  my  heart, 
Which  wonders  to  feel  its  own  hardness  depart ; 
Hissolv'd  by  thy  goodness,  I  fall  to  the  ground, 
And  weep  "to  the  praise  of  the  mercy  I've  found, 


m  HYMN    x: 

4  The  door  of  thy  mercy  stands  open  ail  day, 
To  the  needy  and  poor,  who  knock  by  the  way  ; 
No  sinner  shall  ever  be  empty  sent  back, 

Who  comes  seeking-  mercy  for  Jesu's  dear  sake. 

5  Thy  mercy  in  Jesus  exempts  me  from  hell ; 
Its  glories  I'll  6ing,  and  its  wonders  I'll  tell : 
'Twas  Jesus  the  friend  when  he  hung1  on  the  tree, 
Who  open'd  the  channel  of  mercy  for  me. 

6  Great  Father  of  mercies,  thy  goodness  I  own, 
And  covenant  love  of  thy  crucify'd  Son  : 

All  praise  to  the  Spirit,  whose  action  divine, 
Seals  mercy  and  pardon  and  righteousness  mine 

HYMN    10.      C.    M. 

The  Holiness  of  God.     Isa.  vi.  3. 

HOLY  and  rev'rend  is  the  name 
Of  our  eternal  King  ; 
Thrice  holy  Lord,  the  angels  cry, 
Thrice  holy  let  us  sing. 

2  Heaven's  brightest  lamps  with  him  compar'd, 
How  mean  they  look,  and  dim  ! 

The  fairest  angels  have  their  spots, 
When  once  compar'd  with  liim. 

3  Holy  is  he  in  all  his  works, 
And  truth  is  his  delight ; 

But  sinners  and  their  wicked  ways 
Shall  perish  from  his  sight. 

1  The  deepest  rey'rence  of  the  mind., 

Pay,  O  my  soul,  to  God  ; 
Lift,  with  thy  hands,  a  holy  he  art. 

To  his  sublime  abode. 

5  With  sacred  awe  pronounce  his  name, 
Whom  words  *K>r  thoughts  can  r&ach  ; 


HYMN    XL  13. 

A  broken  heart  shall  please  him  more 
Than  the  best  forms  of  speech, 

6  Thou,  holy  God,  preserve  my  soul 

From  all  pollution  free  ; 
The  pure  in  heart  are  thy  delight, 

And  they  thy  face  shall  see. 

HYMN    11.      L.  M. 

God  exalted  above  all  Praise. 

ETERNAL  Pow'r  !  whose  high  abode 
I   Becomes  the  grandeur  of  a  God ; 
Infinite  length,  beyond  the  bounds, 
Where  Stars  revolve  their  little  rounds,' 

2  The  lowest  step  beneath  thy  seat 
Rises,  too  high  for  Gabriel's  feet ; 
In  vain  the  tall  Arch-angel  tries 

To  reach  the  height  with  wondering  eyes,. 

3  Lord,  what  shall  earth  and  ashes  do  ? 
We  would  adore  our  Maker  too  : 
From  sin  and  dust  to  thee  we  cry, 
The  Great,  the  Holy,  and  the  High  ' 

4  Earth  from  afar,  has  heard  thy  fame, 
And  worms  have  learn5  d  to  lisp  thy  name  , 
But  Oh,  the  glories  of  thy  mind 

Leave  all  our  soaring  thoughts  behind. 

5  God  is  in  heav'n,  but  man  below  ; 
Be  short  our  tunes,  our  words  be  few  , 
A  sacred  rev'rence  checks  our  song?, 
And  praise  •sits'  silent  on  ocjlong-ue:: 


14  HYMN    XIL 

HYMN    12.      As  113th  Psg. 
Go  d's  name  proclaimed.  Exodus  xxxiv.  6 — 8. 

ATTEND,  my  soul,  the  voice  divine, 
And  mark  what  beaming*  glories  shine 
Around  thy  condescending-  God  t 
To  us,  to  us,  he  still  proclaims 
His  awful,  lus  endearing"  names  : 
Attend,  and  sound  them  all  abroad. 

2  «  Jehovah  I,  the  sov'reign  LORD, 

*  The  mighty  GOD,  by  Heav'n  ador'd, 

"  Down  to  the  earth  my  footsteps  bend  : 
"  My  heart  the  tend'rest  pity  knows, 
"  Goodness  full-screaming-  wide  o'erflows, 
"  And  grace  and  truth  shall  never  end. 

3  "  My  patience  long  can  crimes  endure  ■ 
"  My  pard'ning  love  is  ever  sure, 

"  When  penitential  sorrow  mourns  : 
"  To  millions,  thro'  unnumber'd  years, 
"  New  hope  and  new  delight  it  bears  } 

"  Yet  wrath  against  the  sinner  burns.'-' 

4  Make  haste,  my  soul,  the  vision  meet, 
All  prostrate  at  thy  sov'reign's  feet, 

And  drink  the  tuneful  accents  in  : 
Speak  on,  my  LORD,  repeat  the  voice  ; 
Diffuse  these  heart-expanding- joys, 

Till  Heav'n  complete  the  rap t'rous  scene. 

HYMN    13.       L.  M. 

The  Mutability  of  the  Creation,  and  the  tmnvuta* 
bilityof  God.     Psa.  cii.  25—23. 

jTi  RE  AT  Former  of  this  various  frame, 
%^W  Our  souls  adore  thine  awful  name  ; 
And  bow  and  tremble,  while  they  praise 
The  Ancient  of  eternal  days; 


HYMN    XIV.  IS 

2  Thou  Lord,  with  unsurpris'd  survey, 
Saw'st  nature  rising-  yesterday  ; 

And  as  to-morrow,  shall  thine  eye 
See  earth  and  stars  in  ruin  lie. 

3  Beyond  an  angeFs  vision  bright, 
Thou  dwelTst  in  self-existent  light ; 
Which  shines  with  undiminish'd  ray, 
While  suns  and  worlds  in  smoke  decay 

4  Our  days  a  transient  period  run. 
And  change  with  ev'ry  circling-  sun ; 
And  in  the  firmest  state  We  boast, 

A  moth  can  crush  us  into  dust. 

£  But  let  the  creatures  fall  around  ; 
Let  death  consign  us  to  the  ground  ; 
Let  the  last  gen'ral  flame  arise. 
And  melt  the  arches  of  the  skies  -. 

6  Calm  as  the  summer's  ocean,  we 
Can  all  the  wreck  of  nature  see, 
While  grace  secures  us  an  abode, 
Unshaken  as  the  throne  of  God. 

KYMN    H.       L,  M, 

God's  Goodness  to  the  CJdldrsn  of  Jtfen. 
Psalm  cvii,  31. 

YE  sons  of  men  with  joy  record 
The  various  wonders  of  the  Lord  ; 
And  let  his  pow'r  and  goodness  sound 
Thro'  all  your  tribes  the  earth  around. 
-2  Let  the  high  heav'ns  your  songs  invitej 
Those  spacious  fields  of  brilliant  light ; 
Where  sun  and  moon,  and  planets  roll* 
And  stars  that  shine  from  pole  to  pole 


16  HYMN    XV. 

3  Sing-  earth  in  verdant  robes  array'd, 
Its  herbs  and  flow'rs,  its  fruit  and  shade  ; 
Peopled  with  life  of  various  forms, 
Fishes  and  fowls,  and  beasts  and  worms. 

4  View  the  broad  sea's  majestic  plains, 
And  think  how  wide  its  Maker  reigns , 
That  band  remotest  nations  joins, 
And  on  each  wave  His  goodness  shines. 

5  But  Oh  !  that  brighter  world  above, 
Where  lives  and  reigns  incarnate  love  ! 
God's  only  Son  in  flesh  array'd, 

Tor  man  a  bleeding1  victim  made. 

6  Thither,  my  soul,  with  rapture  soar ; 
There  in  the  world  of  praise  adore  : 
This  theme  demands  an  angel's  lay, 
Demands  an  undeclining  day. 

HYMN    15.      As  113th  Psalm- 

The  Eternal  God  his  People's  Refuge  and  Sup- 
port*    Deut.  xxxiii.  27. 

BEHOLD  !  the  great  eternal  God, 
Spreads  everlasting"  arms  abroad, 
And  calls  our  souls  to  shelter  there  : 
Wonders  of  mingled  pow'r  and  grace, 
To  all  his  Israel  he  displays, 

Guarded  from  danger,  and  from  fear 

2  Thither  my  feeble  soul  shall  fly. 
When  terrors  press,  and  death  is  nigh, 

And  there  w8l  I  delight  to  dwell  : 
On  that  l%h  tow'r  I  rear  my  head, 
^erene,  nor  know?  my  heart  to  dread, 
Gng  hosts  of  hell 


HYMN    XVI.  : 

ii  The  shadow  of  th'  Almighty's  wing's 
Composure  unmolested  brings, 

While  threat'ning  horrors  round  m&  erov^d  : 
In  vain  the  storms  of  rattling-  hail 
The  walls  of  this  retreat  assail, 

And  the  wild  tempest  roars  aloud. 

4  In  louder  strains  my  fearless  tongue 
Shall  warble  its  victorious  song. 

My  Father's  graces  to  proclaim  : 
He  bears  his  infant  offspring  on, 
To  glory  radiant  as  his  throne, 

And  joys  eternal  as  his  name. 

HYMN    16.      Eights  and  Severn, 
To  the  Blessed  Spirit, 

HOLY  GHOST,  dispel  our  sadness, 
Pierce  the  clouds  of  sinful  night : 
Come,  thou  source  of  sweetest  gladness, 
Breathe  thy  life  and  snread  thy  light ; 
Loving  SPIRIT,  GOD  of  peace, 
Great  distributer  of  grace, 
Rest  upon  this  congregation  ! 
Hear,  Oh,  hear  our  supplication. 

2  From  that  height  which  knows  no  measure. 
As  a  gracious  shower  descend  : 

Bringing  down  the  richest  treasure 

Man  can  wish,  or  God  can  send. 
O  thou  GLORY  shining  down 
From  the  FATHER  and  the  SON, 

Grant  us  thy  illumination  ! 

Rest  upon  this  congregation. 

3  Come  thou  best  of  all  donations 
GOD  can  give,  or  we  implore  ; 

Having  thy  sweet  consolations, 
We  need  wish  for  nothing  more  ; 


18  HYMN    XVII. 

Come  with  unction  and  with  pow'r, 
On  our  souls  thy  graces  show'r  : 
Author  of  this  new  creation, 
Alake  our  hearts  thy  habitation. 

4  Manifest  thy  love  for  ever, 

Fence  us  in  on  ev'ry  side, 
In  distress  be  our  reliever  ; 

Guard  and  teach,  support  and  guide 
Let  thy  kind,  effectual  grace 
Turn  our  feet  from  evil  ways  ; 

Show  thyself  our  new  creator, 

And  conform  us  to  thy  nature. 

.5  Be  our  friend  on  each  occasion  ; 

God  omnipotent  to  save  ! 
"When  we  die  be  our  salvation ; 

When  we're  buried,  be  our  grave  : 
Vnd  when  from  the.  grave  we  rise, 
J"ake  us  up  above  the  skies  ; 
Seat  us  with  thy  saints  in  glory, 
There  for  ever  to  adore  Thee. 

HYMN    17.      Seven?. 

Invocation  of  the  Holy  Spirit. 

|^4  RACIOUS  Spirit,  Dove  divine  ! 
\X  Let  thy  light  within  me  shine  ; 
All  my  guilty  fears  remove, 
Fill  me  full  of  heav'n  and  love. 

2  Speak  thy  pard'ning  grace  to  me. 
Set  the  burthen'd  sinner  free  ; 
Lead  me  to  the  Lamb  of  God, 
"Wash  me  in  his  precious  blood. 

3  Life  and  peace  to  me  impart : 
Seal  salvation  on  my  heart ; 


HYMN    XYDZ  t9 

Breathe  Thyself  into  my  breast, 
Earnest  of  immortal  rest. 

4  Let  me  never  from  Thee  stray, 
Keep  me  in  the  narrow  way, 
Fill  my  soul  with  joy  divine, 
Keep  me,  Lord,  for  ever  thine. 

HYMN    18.       C.  M. 

The  All-seeing  God. 

ALMIGHTY  GOD,  thy  piercing-  eye 
Strikes  thro'  the  shades  of  night ; 
And  our  most  secret  actions  he 
All  open  to  thy  sight.     * 

2  There's  not  a  sin  that  we  commit. 
Nor  wicked  word  we  say, 

But  in  thy  dreadful  book  'tis  writ 
Against  the  Judgment  day. 

3  And  must  the  crimes  that  I  have  done 
Be  read  and  published  there, 

Be  all  expos'd  before  the  sun, 
While  men  and  angels  hear  ? 

4  Lord,  at  thy  foot  asham'd  I  he, 
Upwards  I  dare  not  look  ; 

Pardon  my  sins  before  I  die, 
And  blot  them  from  thy  book, 

5  Remember  all  the  dying- pains 
That  my  Redeemer  felt, 

And  let  his  blood  wash  out  my  stains, 
And  answer  for  my  guilt. 

6  Oh,  may  I  now  for  ever  fear 
T'  indulge  a  sinful  thought, 

Since  the  great  GOD  can  see  and  hear. 
And  writes  down  every  fayjt» 


29  HYMN     XIX. 

HYMN    19.      L.  M. 

Thoughts  on  Cod  artd  Death. 

rpHERE  is  a  GOD  that  reigns  above, 
A    Lord  of  the  heav'n  and  earth  and  seas ; 

1  fear  his  wrath,  I  ask  his  love, 
And  with  my  lips  I  sing-  his  praise. 

2  There  is  a  law  which  he  has  writ, 
To  teach  us  all  that  we  must  do  ; 
My  soul,  to  his  commands  submit, 
For  they  are  holy  just  and  true. 

3  There  is  a  gospel  rich  in  grace, 
AVhence  sinners  all  their  comforts  draw  ; 
Lord,  I  repent  and  seek  thy  face, 

For  I  have  often  broke  thy  law. 

4  There  is  an  hour  when  I  must  die, 
Nor  do  I  know  how  soon  'twill  come  ; 
How  many  younger  much  than  I 

Have  pass'd  by  death  to  hear  their  doom. 

5  Let  me  improve  the  hours  I  have, 
Before  the  day  of  grace  is  fled  ; 
There's  no  repentance  in  the  grave, 
,Nor  pardon  ofFer'd  to  the  dead. 

HYMN    20.       C.  M. 

A  Song  to  Creating    Wisdom. 

ETERNAL  wisdom,  thee  we  praise, 
Thee,  the  creation  sings ; 
With  thy  lov'd  name,  rocks,  hills,  and  seas'. 
And  heaven's  high  palace  rings. 

2  Thy  hand,  how  wide  it  spreads  the  sky ! 

How  glorious  to  behold  ! 
TingM  with  a  blue  of  heav'nly  dye, 

And  starr'd  with  sparkling;  gold. 


HYMN     X$J.  21 

3  Thy  glories  blaze  all  nature  round, 
And  strike  the  gazing  sight. 

O'er  skies,  and  seas,  and  solid  ground, 
With  terror  and  delight. 

4  Infinite  strength,  and  equal  skill 
Shine  thro'  the  worlds  abroad ! 

Our  souls  with  vast  amazement  fiB? 
And  speak  the  builder  God. 

5  But  still  the  wonders  of  thy  grace 
Our  softer  passions  move  ; 

Pity  divine  in  Jesu's  face 
We  see,  adore,  and  love. 

HYMI\T    2I-.       L.  M. 


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vise  xToviocn?--: 


The  safety  of trusting  in  Gods 

THY  ways,  O  l^ord,  with  wise  design, 
Are  framed  upon  thy  throne  above, 
And  ev'ry  dark  or  bending  line, 
Meets  in  the  centre  of  thy  love. 

2  With  feeble  light,  and  half  obscure, 
Poor  mortals  thy  arrangements  view'; 
Not  knowing  that  they  all  are  sure, 
And  tho'  mysterious,  just  and  true, 

3  Thy  flock,  thy  own  peculiar  care, 
Tho*  now  they  seem  to  roam  un-ey'd, 
Are  led  by  pow'r  and  goodness  where 
They  best,  and  safest  may  abide. 

4  They  neither  know  nor  trace  the  waV* 
But  guided  by  thy  piercing  e}-«, 

None  of  their  feet  to  ruin  stray, 
Nor  shall  the  weakest  fail  or  die. 

5  My  favored  soul  shall  meekly  learn, 
To  lay  her  reason  at  thy  throne  ; 
Too  weak  thy  secrets  to  discern, 

I'll  trust  thee  for  my  guide  akn*e, 


32  HYMN      XXH. 

HYMN    22.       L.  M. 

Providence  equitable  and  kind.     Psa.  cri 

THRO'  all  the  various  shifting  scenes 
Of  life's  mistaken  good  or  ill : 
Thy  hand,  O  God,  conducts  unseen 
Our  changes  by  thy  sov'reign  will. 

2  Thou  givest  with  paternal  care, 
Nowe'er  unjustly  we  complain, 
To  each  his  necessary  share 

Of  joy  and  sorrow,  health  and  pain. 

3  Trust  we  to  youth,  or  friends  or  pow'r, 
Fix  we  on  this  terrestrial  ball, 

When  most  secure,  the  coming  hoiu> 
If  thou  see  fit,  may  blast  them  all. 

4  When  lowest  sunk  with  grief  and  shame, 
Fill'd  with  affliction's  bitter  cup, 

Lost  to  relations,  friends  and  fame, 
Thy  powerful  hand  can  raise  us  up. 

5  Thy  gracious  consolations  cheer, 

Thy  smiles  suppress  the  deep  fetch'd  sigh ; 
Thy  hand  can  dry  the  trickling' tear 
That  Secret  wets  th'  afflicted  eye. 

6  Ail  tilings  on  earth,  and  all  in  heav'n 
On  thy  eternal  will  depend ; 

And  all  for  greater  good  were  giv'n, 
And  all  shall  in  thy  glory  end. 

7  This  be  my  care  ;  to  all  beside 
Indifferent  let  my  wishes  be; 
Passion  be  calm  ;  and  dumb  be  pride. 
Andfix'd>  O  Godj  my  soul  on  thee* 


HYMN    XXin,  2; 

HYMN    23.       C.    M. 

The  Mysteries  of  Providence  ;  or,  light  shfning 
out  of  darkriess. 

Gi  OD  moves  in  a  mysterious  way, 
r  His  wonders  to  perform  ; 
He  plants  his  footsteps  in  the  sea, 
And  rides  upon  the  storm. 

2  Deep  in  unfathomable  mines 
Of  never-failing-  skill, 

He  treasures  up  his  bright  designs-, 
And  works  his  sov'reign  will. 

3  Ye  fearful  saints,  fresh  courage  talsey 
The  clouds  ye  so  much  dread, 

Are  big*  with  mercy,  and  shall  break 
In  blessings  on  your  head. 

4  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  sense. 
But  trust  him  for  his  gTace  ; 

Behind  a  frowning-  providence, 
He  hides  a  smiling-  face. 

C  His  purposes  will  ripen  fast, 

Unfolding-  ev'ry  hour ; 
The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  taste, 

But  sweet  will  be  the  flow'r. 

C  Blind  unbelief  is  sure  to  err, 

And  scan  his  work  in  vain  ; 
God  is  his  own  interpreter, 

And  he  will  make  it  plain. 

HYMN    24.       C.    M. 

Jlfyeteries  to  be  explained  hereafter.     John  xiiz.  7 - 
£i  REAT  God  of  Providence  !  thy  ways 
vfl~  Are  hid  from  mortal  sight  ; 
Wrapt  in  impenetrable  shades, 
Or  clothed  with  dazzling-  light. 


24  HYMN    XXV. 

2  The  wond'rous  methods  of  thy  gvacc 
Evade  the  human  eye ; 

The  nearer  we  attempt  t'  approach, 
The  farther  off  they  fly. 

3  Rut  in  the  world  of  bliss  above, 
"Where  thou  dost  ever  reign, 

These  myst'ries  shall  be  all  unveiPd, 

And  not  a  doubt  remain. 
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4  The  Sun  of  Rightousness  shall  tikere 
His  brightest  beams  display, 

And  not  a  hov'ring  cloud  obscure 
That  never  ending  day. 

HYMN    25.       S.  M. 

Exhortation  to  trust  in  Providence 

Ci  1VE  to  the  winds  thy  fears, 
R"  Hope  and  be  undismay'd, 
God  hears  thy  sighs,  and  counts  thy  t^ars  y 
He  shall  lift  up  thy  head. 

2  Thro'  waves  and  clouds,  and  storms. 
He  gently  clears  the  way ; 

Wait  thou  his  time,  so  shall  this  nigVi; 
Soon  end  in  joyous  day. 

3  Still  heavy  is  thy  heart  ? 
Still  sink  thy  spirits  down? 

Cast  off  the  weight,  let  fear  depart.. 
And  ev'ry  care  be  gone. 

4  What  tho'   thou  rulest  not ! 
Yet  heay'n  and  earth  and  hell, 

Proclaim,  God  sitteth  en  the  throne, 
And  ruleth  all  things  well. 


HYMN    XXVL 

5  Leave  to  his  sov'reign  sway- 
To  choose  and  to  command  ; 

So  thou  shaft,  wondering1,  own  his  way,  • 
How  wise,  how  strong-  his  hand  ! 

6  Far,  far  above  thy  thought. 
His  counsel  shall  appear, 

When  fully  he  the  work  hath  wrought, 
That  caus'd  thy  needless  fear.        ^ 

7  Thou  se'est  our  weakness,  Lord, 
Our  hearts  are  known  to  thee  ; 

O  lift  thou  u,p  the  sinking-  heart, 
Confirm  the  feeble  knee. 

8  Let  us  in  life,  in  death, 
Thy  stedfast  truth  declare ; 

And  publish  with  our  latest  breath 
Thy  love  and  guardian  care. 

HYMN      26.       C.  M. 

Dh'ine  Knowledge  fro?n  Creation-, 
npHE  book  of  nature  open  lies, 
JL    With  much  instruction  stor'd ; 
Sut  till  the  Lord  anoints  our  eyes, 
We  cannot  read  a  word. 

2  The  knowledge  of  the  saints  excels 
The  wisdom  of  the  schools  ; 

To  them  his  secret  God  reveals, 
Tho'  men  account  them  fools. 

3  To  them  the  sun  and  stars  on  high, 
The  flow'rs  that  paint  the  field, 

And  all  the  artless  birds  that  fly, 
Divine  instruction  yield. 

4  The  creatures  on  their  senses  press. 
As  witnesses  to  prove 

2 


26  HYMN    XXTTI. 

Their  Saviour's  pow'r  and  faithfulness, 
His  providence  and  love. 

5  Thus  may  we  study  nature's  book, 

To  make  us  wise  indeed ! 
And  pity  those  who  only  look 

At  what  they  cannot  read. 

HYMN   27.      e.  M. 

The  Fall  of  Man.     Genesis,  chap,  in 

ON  man,  in  his  own  image  made, 
IXnvmueh  did  God  bestow  ! 
The  whole  creation  homage  paid, 
And  own'd  him  Lord  below. 

2  But  Oh !  by  sin  how  quickly  changed ! 
His  peace  and  honor  tied, 

His  heart  from  God  and  truth  estranged, 
His  conscience  fill'd  with  dread. 

3  Now  from  his  Maker's  voice  he  fled..  ' 
Which  was  before  his  joy ; 

And  thought  to  hide  his  guilty  head, 
From  an  all-seeing  eye, 

4  Compell'dto  answer  to  his  name, 
With  stubbornness  and  pride, 

He  cast  on  God  himself  the  blame, 
Nor  once  for  mercy  cry'd. 

5  But  grace,  unask'd,  his  heart  subdu'd, 
And  all  his  guilt  forgave ; 

By  faith  the  promis'd  seed  he  view'd: 
And  felt  its  pow'r  to  save. 


A 


HYMN     XXVIII, 
HYMN       28.    L.  M. 

Original  Sin  ;  or,  Tlie  first  and  second  Adam. 
DAM,  our  father  and  our  head, 


Transgress'd,  and  justice  doom'd  us  dead ; 
The  fi'ry  law  speaks  all  despair, 
There's  no  reprieve  nor  pardon  there. 

2  Call  a  bright  council  in  the  skies  ; 
Seraphs,  ye  mighty  and  ye  wise, 
Speak;  are  ye  strong  to  bear  the  load, 
The  weighty  vengeance  of  a  God  ? 

3  In  vain  we  ask;   for  all  around 
Stand  silent  thro'  the  heav'nly  ground  ; 
There's  not  a  glorious  mind  above 
Has  half  the  strength,  or  half  the  love 

4  But  Oh !  immeasurable  grace  ! 
The  eternal  Son  takes  Adam's  place ; 
Down  to  our  world  the  Saviour  flies, 
Stretches  his  arms,  and  bleeds,  and  dies, 

5  Amazing  work !  look  down,  ye  skies. 
Wonder  and  gaze  with  all  your  eyes ; 
Ye  saints  below,  and  saints  above, 

All  bow  to  this  mysterious  love. 

HYMN    29.       S.  M. 

The  Evil  Heart.     Jer.  xvii.  9.  Matt.  xv.  19. 


1  S1 

A.  i 


turn  mine  eyes  within ; 
My  heart  with  loads  of  guilt  opprest, 
The  seat  of  every  sin. 

2  Yvrhat  crowds  of  evil  thoughts, 
What  vile  affections  there  ! 

Distrust,  presumption,  artful  guile- 
Pride,  envy,  slavish  fear. 


23  HYMN    XXX 

3  Almighty  King  of  Saints, 
These  tyrant  lusts  subdue  ; 

Expel  the  darkness  of  my  mind, 
And  all  my  powers  renew. 

4  This  done,  my  cheerful  voice 
Shall  loud  hosannas  raise ; 

My  sold  shall  glow  with  gratitude, 
My  lips  proclaim  thy  praise. 

HYMN    30.       L.  M. 

Sin  and  Holiness. 

WHAT  jarring  natures  dwell  within, 
Imperfect  grace,  remaining  sin! 
Nor  this  can  reign,  nor  that  prevail, 
ThoJ  each  by  turns  my  heart  assail. 

2  Now  I  complain,  and  groan  and  die, 
Now  raise  ray  songs  of  triumph  high, 
Sing  a  rebellious  passion  slain, 

Or  mourn  to  feel  it  live  again. 

3  One  happy  hour  beholds  me  rise, 
"Borne  upwards  to  my  native  skies ; 
While  faith  assists  my  soaring  fight 
To  realms  of  joy,  and  worlds  of  light. 

4  Great  God,  assist  me  thro*  the  fight, 
Make  me  triumphant  in  thy  might ; 
Thou  the  desponding  heart  canst  raise, 
The  vict'ry  mine,  and  thine  the  praise. 

HYMN    31.       L.  M. 

The  Lcvw  and  Gospel ,-  or,  Christ  a  Befi'ge, 

DHEAD  Sinai  roars,  "the  man  be  cv.rst, 
"  That  doth  one  wilful  sin  commit ; 
"  Dtath  and  damnation  for  the  first, 
u  Without  relici,  and  infinite." 


HYMN    XXXII.  29 

2  Thus  flames  the  mount !  and  round  the  .earth, 
Thunder,  and  fire,  and  vengeance  fling's, 

But  Jesus,  thy  dear  gasping-  breath, 
And  Calvary  "say  gentler  things. 

3  "  Pardon,  and  grace,  and  boundless  love, 
"  Streaming  along  a  Saviour's  blood, 

"  And  life,  and  joys,  and  crowns  above, 
*'  Obtain5  d  by  a  dear  bleeding  God." 

4  Hark,  how  he  prays  (the  charming  sound 
Dwells  on  his  dying  lips)  "  forgive  •" 

And  every  groan  and  gaping  woimd 
Cries  "  Father,  let  the  rebels  live. " 

-5  Go  ye  that  rest  upon  the  law, 
And  toil  and  seek  salvation  there, 
Xook  to  the  flame  that  Moses  saw, 
And  shrink,  and  tremble,  and  despair. 

6  But  I'11-retire  beneath  the  cross, 
Saviour  at  thy  dear  feet  I'll  lie  ; 
And,  the  keen  sword  that  Justice  draws. 
Flaming  and  red  shall  pass  me  by. 

•     HYMN    32.       C.  M. 

Harmony  of  the  Divine  Perfections. 

SALVATION !  what  a  glorious  plan ; 
How  suited  to  our  needs  ! 
The  grace  that  raises  fallen  man, 
Our  highest  praise  exceeds. 

2  'Twas  wisdom  form'd  the  vast  design, 
To  ransom  us  when  lost ; 

And  love's  unfathomable  mine 
Provided  all  the   cost. 

3  Strict  justice  with  approving  look, 
The  holy  cov'nant  seal'd  ; 


30         .  HYMN    XXXHI. 

And  truth  and  pow'r  both  undertook 
The  whole  should  be  fulffflU 

4  Truth,  wisdom,  justice,  pow'r  and  love, 
In  all  their  glory  shone ; 

When  Jesus  left  the  courts  above, 
And  dy'd  to  save  his  own. 

5  Truth,  wisdom,  justice,  pow'r  and  love, 
Are  equally  display'd ; 

Now  Jesus  reigns  enfhron'd  above, 
Our  advocate  and  head. 

6  Now  sin  appeal's  deserving  death, 
Most  hateful  and  abhor'd; 

And  yet  the  sinner  lives  by  faith, 
And  dares  approach  the  Lord. 

HYMN    33.      L.    M. 

Divinity  of  Chnat.     Johni.  1,  3,  14.  and 
Col.  i.  16.  and  Eph.  hi.  9,  10. 
|7*  RE  the  blue  heav'ns  were  stretch'd  abroac 
jlA   From  everlasting  was  the  word ; 
With  God  he  was,  the  Word  was  God, 
And  must  divinely  be  ador'd 

2  By  liis  own  pow'r  were  all  things  made  ; 
By  him  supported  all  tilings  stand  ; 

He  is  the  whole  creation's  head, 
And  angels  fly  at  his  command. 

3  Ere  sin  was  bom,  or  Satan  fell, 
He  led  the  host  of  morning  stars : 
Thy  generation  who  can  tell  ? 

Or  count  the  number  of  thy  years  ? 

4  But  lo  !  he  leaves  those  heav'nly  forms, 
The  Word  descends  and  dwells  in  clay, 
That  he  may  hold  converse  with  worms, 
Dress'd  in  such  feebje.  flesh  as  they. 


HYMN     XXXIV, 

5  Mortals,  with  joy  behold  his  face, 
Th'  eternal  Father's  only  Son ; 
How  full  of  truth !  how  full  of  grace ! 
When  through  his  eyes  the  Godhead  shone, 

6  Archangels  leave  their  high  abode, 
To  learn  new  myst'ries  here,  and  tell 
The  love  of  our  descending-  God, 
The  glories  of  Emmanuel. 

HYMN   34.      Sevens, 

Praise  for  the  Incarnation. 

Q  WEETER  sounds  than  music  knows, 
k_?  Charm  me  in  Emmanuel's  name ; 
All  her  hopes  my  spirit  owes 
To  his  birth,  and  cross,  and  shame. 

2  When  he  came,  the  angels  sung, 
"  Glory  be  to  God  on  high;" 

Lord,  unloose  my  stamm'ring-  tongue, 
Who  shall  louder  sing*  than  I  ? 

3  Did  the  LORD  a  man  become, 
That  he  might  the  law  fulfil, 

Bleed  and  suffer  in  my  room, 

Canst  thou  then,  my  tongue,  be  still  ? 

4  No,  I  must  my  praises  bring, 
Though  they  worthless  are  and  weak ; 

For  should  I  refuse  to  sing, 

Sure  the  very  stones  would  speak. 

5  O  my  Saviour,  Shield,  and  Sun, 
Shepherd, Brother,  glorious  Friend; 

Ev'ry  precious  name  in  one, 
I  will  love  thee  without  e.nd. 


$2  HYMN    XXXV 

HYMN    35.       C.  M. 

Jltonement  and  Sanctification. 

ALAS  !  by  nature  how  deprav'd, 
How  prone  to  every  ill ! 
Our  lives  to  Satan  how  enslav'd, 
How  obstinate  our  will ! 

2  And  can  such  sinners  be  restor'd, 
Such  rebels  reconcil'd  ? 

Can  grace  sufficient  means  afford 
To  make  the  foe  a  child  ? 

3  Yes,  grace  has  found  the  wond'rous  means, 
Which  shall  effectual  prove ; 

To  cleanse  us  from  our  countless  sins, 
And  teach  our  hearts  to  love. 

4  Jesus  for  us  a  ransom  paid, 
And  dy'd  that  we  might  live  ; 

His  blood  a  full  atonement  made, 
And  cry'd  aloud,  forgive. 

5  et  one  thing  more  must  grace  provide, 
To  bring  us  home  to  God  ; 

Or  we  shall  slight  the  Lord  who  dy'd, 
And  trample  on  his  blood. 

.  6  The  Holy  Spirit  must  reveal 

The  Saviour's  work  and  worth : 
Then  the  hard  heart  begins  to  feel 
A  new  and  heav'nly  birth. 

7  Thus  bought  with  blood,  and -born  again. 

Redeem'd  and  sav'd  by  grace  ; 
JRebels,  in  God's  own  house,  obtain 

A  son's  and  daughter's  place. 


HYMN    XXXVL  23 

HYMN    36.       L.  M. 

The  Gospel  of  Christ.. 
#"^  OD  in  the  gospel  of  his  Son, 
iJT  Makes  his  eternal  counsels  known? 
Tis  here  his  richest  mercy  shines, 
And  truth  is  drawn  in  fairest  lines. 

2  Here,  sinners  of  an  humble  frame, 
May  taste  his  grace  and  learn  his  name ; 
'Tis  writ  in  characters  of  blood, 
Severely  just,  immensely  good. 

3  Here,  Jesus  in  ten  thousand  ways-, 
His  soul-attracting  charms  displays ; 
Recounts  his  poverty  and  pains, 
And  tells  his  love  in  melting  strains. 

4  Wisdom  its  dictates  here  imparts, 

To  form  our  minds,  to  cheer  our  hearts  ; 
Its  influence  makes  the  sinner  live, 
And  bids  the  drooping  saint  revive. 

5  Our  raging  passion  it  controls, 
And  comfort  yields  to  contrite  sovuV; 
It  brings  a  better  world  in  view, 

And  guides  us  all  our  journey  tnrough\ 

6  May  this  blest  volume  ever  lie 
Close  to  my  heart  and  near  my  eye, 
'Till  life's  last  hour  my  soul  eng-age> 
And  be  my  chosen  heritage. 

HYMN    37.      As  148th  Psa, 

The  Jubilee. 
LOW  ye  the  trumpet,  blow 
The  gladly  solemn  sound  ! 
Let  all  the  nations  know- 
To  earth's  remotest  bound ; 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home . 
2* 


B 


34  HYMN    XXXVII  i 

2  Exalt  the  Lamb  of  God, 
The  sin-atoning  Lamb  ; 
Redemption  by  his  blood, 
Through  all  the  lands  proclaim  j 

The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

3  Vc  slaves  of  sin  and  hell, 
Your  lib erty  receive  ; 
And  safe  in  Jesus  dwell, 
And  blest  in  Jesus  live  ; 

The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

The  gospel  trumpet  hear, 
The  news  of  pard'ning  grace  ; 
Ye  happy  souls  draw  near, 
Behold  your  Saviour's  face  ; 

The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  ; 

Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

5  Jesus,  our  great  high  priest, 

Has  full  atonement  made  ; 

Ye  weary  spirits  rest ; 

Ye  mournful  souls  be  glad  ! 
'Die  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

HYMN    33.      Eights  and  Six 
Chrisfs  In/an cy. 

O  SIGHT  of  anguish  !   view  it  near. 
What  weeping  innocence  is  here, 
A  manger  for  his  bed  ; 
The  brutes  yield  refuge  to  Jus  woe, 
Men  worse  than  brutes  no. pity  show, 
Nor  give  him  friendly  ;>id. 


HYMN    XXXIX, 

1  Why  do  no  rapid  thunders  roll  ? 
Why  do  no  tempests  rock  the  poje  ? 

O  miracle  of  Grace  ! 
Or  why  no  angels  on  the  wing1, 
Warm  for  the  honor  of  their  King, 

To  punish  all  the  race  ! 

3  Though  now  an  infant  bath'd  in  tears". 
He  call'd  to  form  the  rolling  spheres  ; 

And  seraphs  own'd  his  nod. 
Helpless  he  calls,  but  men  delay, 
And  guilty  sinners  disobey 

The  first  born  Son  of  God. 

4  Say,  radiant  seraphs,  thron'd  in  light, 
Did  love  e'er  tow'r  so  high  a  flight, 

Or  glory  sink  so  low  ? 
This  wonder  angels  scarce  declare, 
Angels  the  rapture  scarce  can  bear, 

Or  equal  praise  bestow. 

5  Kedemption  !  'tis  a  boundless  theme  ! 
Thou  boundless  mind,  our  hearts  inflame 

With  ardor  from  above. 
Words  are  but  faint,  let  joy  express  : 
Vain  is  mere  joy,  let  actions  ble3s 

This  prodigy  of  love. 

HYMN  39.       C.  M. 

The  Glorious  Gospel.     1  Tim.  i.  11 

WHAT  wisdom,  majesty,  and  grace* 
Tln*o'  all  the  gospel  shine  ! 
}Tis  God  that  speaks,  and  we  confess 
The  doctrine  most  divine. 

2  Down  from  his  starry  throne  on  high., 
Th'  Almighty  Saviour  comes : 

Lays  his  bright  robes  of  glory  by, 
Md  feebie  flesh  assumes! 


36  HYMN    XL. 

3  The  mighty  debt  that  sinners  ow'd, 
Upon  the  cross  he  pays  : 

Then  thro'  the  clouds  ascends  to  God, 
'Midst  shouts  of  loftiest  praise. 

4  There  he  our  great  High  Priest  appears. 
Before  his  Father's  throne  ; 

Mingles  his  merit  with  our  tears, 
And  pours  salvation  down. 

5  Great  God,  with  rev'rence  we  adore 
Thy  justice  and  thy  grace  : 

And  on  thy  faithfulness  and  pow'r, 
Our  firm  dependence  place. 

HYMN    40.       L.  M. 

Election.     Rom.  viii.  33 — 39. 

WHO  shall  condemn  to  endless  flames 
The  chosen  people  of  our  God, 
Since  in  the  book  oflife  their  names 
Are  fairly  writ  in  Jesu's  blood  ? 

2  He  for  the  sins  of  his  elect, 
Hath  a  complete  atonement  made; 
Sterne  justice  views,  without  defect, 
The  work  he  wrought,  the  price  he  paid. 

3  Not  tribulation, nakedness, 
Or  famine,  peril,  or  the  sword  ; 
Not  persecution,  or  distress, 

Can  separate  from  Christ  the  Lord. 

4  Nor  life,  nor  death,  nor  depth,  nor  height, 
Nor  powr*s  below,  nor  powr's  above  : 

Not  present  things,  nor  things  to  come, 
Can  change  his  purposes  of  love. 

5  His  sovereign  mercy  knows  no  end> 
His  faithfulness  shall  still  endure  ; 


HYMN    XIX  -37 

And  those  who  on  his  truth  depend, 
Shall  find  his  word  for  ever  sure. 

HYMN    41.       L.    M. 

Electing  and  Sanctifying  Grace.  Eph.  i.  3.  &c< 

JESUS,  we  bless  thy  Father's  name  ; 
Thy  God  and  ours  are  both  the  same  .- 
What  heav'nly  blessings  from  his  throne 
Flow  down  to  sinners  thro'  his  Son  L 

2  "  Christ  be  my  first  elect,"  he  said, 
Then  chose  our  souls  in  Christ  our  headr 
Before  he  gave  the  mountain  birth, 

Or  laid  foundation  for  the  earth. 

3  Thus  did  eternal  love  begin, 
To  raise  us  up  from  death  and  sin 
Our  characters  were  then  decreed, 
"  Blameless  in  love,  a  holy  seed." 

•4  Predestinated  to  be  sons, 
Cleans'd  by  degrees,  but  chose  at  once  ; 
A  new  regenerated  race, 
To  praise  the  glorj^  of  his  grace. 

5  With  Christ  our  Lord  we  share  a  part 
In  the  affections  of  his  heart ; 
Nor  shall  our  souls  be  thence  remov'd., 
Till  he  forgets  his  first  belov'd. 

HYMN  42.      Sevens- 

Redecming  Love. 

NOW  begin  the  heavenly  theme, 
Sing  aloud  in  Jesu's  name  ;' 
Ye,  who  his  salvation  prove, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  love. 

2  Ye,  who  see  the  Father's  grace 
Beaming-in  the  Saviour's  face. 


V3  HYMN    XUft. 

As  to  Canaan  on  ye  move, 
Praise  and  bless  redeeming'  love. 

J  Mourning  souls,  dry  up  your  tears, 
13anish  all  your  gnilty  fears  ; 
See  your  guilt  and  curse  remove, 
Cancel'd  by  redeeming-  love. 

4  Ye  alas  !  who  long-  have  been 
Willing*  slaves  of  death  and  sin, 
Now  from  bliss  no  longer  rove, 
Stop  and  taste  redeeming-  love. 

3  Welcome  all,  by  sin  opprest, 
Welcome  to  his  sacred  rest ; 
Nothing-  brought  him  from  above, 
Nothing  but  redeeming  love. 

6  When  his  Spirit  leads  us  home;- 
When  we  to  his  glory  come, 
We  shall  all  the  fulness  prove, 
Qf  ovif  Lord's  redeeming  love. 

HYMN   43.      Eights  and  Severn. ., 
Look  taito  Jesus  and  bo  saved. 

A  S  the  serpent  rais'd  by  Moses, 
J\.  Heal'  the  burning  serpent's  bite, 
JESUS  thus  himself  discloses 
To  the  wounded  sinner's  sight. 

2  Hear  his  gracious  invitation, 
"  I  have  life  and  peace  to  give, 

I  have  wrought  out  full  salvation* 
Sinner,  look  to  me  and  live. 

3  Pore  upon  your  sins  no  longer, 
Well  I  know  their  mighty  guilt ; 
Butmy  love  than  death  is  stronger, 
:  my  blood  have  freely  spilt 


RYMN    XLIY.  m 

4  Though  your  heart  has  long  been  harden'd, 

Look  on  me  it  soft  shall  grow  : 

Past  transgressions  shall  be  pardon'd, 

And  I'll  wash  you  white  as  snow. 

-5  I  hare  seen  what  you  were  doing  ; 

Tho'  you  little  thought  of  me  ; 

You  were  madly  bent  on  ruin, 

But  I  said  it  shall  not  be. 

6  You  had  been  for  ever  wretched, 
"Had  I  not  espous'd  your  part  ; 
Now  behold  my  arms  outstretched. 
To  receive  you  to  my  heart. 

7  Well  may  shame,  and  joy  and  wonder. 
All  your  inward  passions  move  ; 

I  could  crush  you  with  my  thunder, 
But  I  speak«to  you  in  love. 

8  See  1  your  sins  are  all  forgiv'n, 
t  have  paid  the  countless  sum  ! 
•Now  my  death  has  open'd  heav'n 
Thither  you  shall  shortly  come." 

9  Dearest  Saviour,  we  adore  thee 
For  thy  precious  life  and  death  : 
Melt  each  stubborn  heart  before  t&ec. 
Give  us  all  the  eye  of  faith. 

10  From  the  law's  condemning  sentence. 
To  thy  mercy  we  appeal  ; 

Thou  alone  cans't  give  repentance, 
Thou  alone  our  souls  cans't  heal. 

HYMN  44.      Sevens  and  Sixe,-;- 
Ghrist  the  good  Pliysitian- 
"OW  lost  was  my  condition, 
Till  Jesus  made  me  whole  ! 
There  is  but  one  physician, 
''mi  cure  a  sin-sick  soul  ' 


•10  HYMN    XUTV 

Next  door  to  death  he  found  me, 
And  %natch'd  me  from  the  grave  j 
To  tell  to  all  around  me, 
His  wond'rous  pow'r  to  save 

2  The  worst  of  all  diseases 
fs  light,  compar'd  with  sin  ; 
On  ev'ry  part  it  seizes, 
But  rages  most  witliin  ; 

'Tis  palsy,  plague,  and  fever, 
And  madness  all  combin'd ; 
And  none  but  a  believer, 
The  least  relief  can  find. 

3  From  men  great  skill  professing 
I  thought  a  cure  to  gain  ; 

But  this  prov'd  more  distressing, 
And  added  to  my  pain  : 
Some  said  that  nothing  ail'd  me, 
Some  gave  me  up  for  lost, 
Thus  every  refuge  fail'd  me, 
And  all  my  hopes  were  cross'd. 

4  At  length  this  great  Physician^ 
How  matchless  is  his  grace, ! 
Accepted  my  petition, 

And  undertook  my  case  : 
First  gave  me  sight  to  view  him, 
For  sin  my  eyes  had  seal'd  ; 
Then  bade  me  look  unto  him ; 
I  look'd,  and  1  was  heal'd. 
5*  A  dying,  risen  JESUS, 
Seen  by  the  eye  of  faith, 
At  once  from  danger  frees  us, 
And  saves  the  soul  from  death  ; 
Come  then  to  this  Physician, 
His  help  he'll  freely  give, 
He  makes  no  hard  condition, 
'Tis  only — look  and  live. 


HYMN    XLV;  41 

HYMN   45.      Tens  and  Elevens. 

Fountain  opened  for  Sinners.     Zee.  xiii.  i. 

-*  he  fountain  of  Christ,  Lord,  help  us  to  sing  ; 
The  blood  of  our  priest  our  crucifi'd  king1 ; 
The  fountain  that  cleanses  from  sin  and  from  filth, 
And  richly  dispenses  salvation  and  health. 

2  This  fountain  so  dear  he'll  freely  impart ; 
When  piere'd    by  the  spear,  it  flow'd.  from  his 

heart ; 
With  blood  and  with  water,  the  first  to  atone, 
To  cleanse  us  the  latter  ;  the  fountain's  but  one. 

3  This  fountain  from  guilt  not  only  makes  pure, 
And  gives,  soon  as  felt,  infallible  cure  ; 

But  if  guilt  removed,  return  and  remain, 
Its  pow'r  may  be  proved  again  and  again. 

4  This  fountain  unseal'd  stands  open  for  all, 
Who  long  to  be  heal'd,  the  great  and  the  small ; 
Here's  strength  for  the  weaklv  that  hither  are 

led; 
Here's    health  for  the  sickly,  and    life  for  the 
dead. 

.5  This  fountain  tho'  rich,  from  charge  is  quite 

clear, 
The  poorer  the  wretch,  the  welcomer  here  ; 
Come  needy,  and  guilty,  come  loathsome,  and 

bare  ; 
Tho'  lep'rous  and  filthy,  come  just  as  you  are. 

6  This  fountain  in  vain  hath  never  been  try'd, 
It  takes  out  all  stain  whenever  apply'd ; 
The  fountain  flows  sweetly  with  virtue  divine, 
To    cleanse    souls  completely,  tho'  lep'rous  as 
mine. 


4?  HYMN    XLVI., 

HYMN    46.       C.  M. 

The  Fountain  of  Christ's  Blood. 

THERE  is  a  fountain  fill'd  with  with  blood, 
Drawn  from  Emmanuel's  veins  • 
And  sinners  plungd  beneath  that  flood, 
Lose  all  their  guilty  stains. 

2  The  dying  thief  rejoic'd  to  see 
That  fountain  in  his  day  ; 

And  there  may  I  as  vile  as  he, 
Wash  all  my  sins  away. 

3  Dear  dying  Lamb,  thy  precious  blood 
Shall  never  lose  its  pow  r 

Till  all  the  ransom'd  church  of  God 
Be  sav'd  to  sin  no  more. 

,4  E'er  since  by  faith  Isaw  the  stream 

Thy  flowing  wounds  supply-, 
Redeeming  love  has  been  my  theme, 

And  shall  be  till  I  die. 

5  Then  in  a  nobler,  sweeter  song, 

I'll  sing  thy  pow'r  to  save  ; 
When  this  pooriisping  stamm'ring  tongue, 

lies  .silent  in  the  grave. 

HYMN    47.       S.  M. 

Tfie  Suffering  of  Divine  Love. 
Vl'Y  dear  Redeemer  see  ! 
ITA  Forsaken  and  forlorn  ; 
Drinking"  the  vinegar  and  gall, 

And  crov/n'd  with  ragged  thorn. 
.3  They  pierc'd  him  to  the  heart, 

Oh  let  me  view  the  wound  ! 
And  count  the  precious  flowing  dropsy 

That  stain  the  thirsty  ground  ! 


HYMN   xlvhi.  m 

3  Ah. !  who  could  mar  thee  thus, 
That  never  didst  offend  ? 

How  could  a  sinful  world  combine 
Against  the  sinner's  Mend  ? 

4  They  needed  not  the  spear 
To  shed  my  Saviour's  blood  ; 

Love  woidd  have  burst  his  tender  heart 
Whilst  mercy  pour' d  the  flood. 

5  O  copious,  healing-  stream  ! 
Though  urg'd  by  hostile  hand ; 

From  evil  springs  the  mighty  good, 
That  cleanses  Judah  s  kind. 

HYMN   48.       C.  M. 

The  Inspired  Word  a  System    of  Knowledge 
and  Joy*     Psa.  csis.  105^ 

HOW  precious  is  the  book  divines 
By  inspiration  giv'n ! 
Bright  as  a  lamp  its  doctrines  shine, 
To  guide  our  souls  to  heav'n. 

2  It  sweetly  cheers  our  drooping  hearts, 
In  this  dark  vale  of  tears  ; 

Life,  light,  and  joy,  it  scill  imparts, 
And  soothes  our  rising1  fears. 

3  This  lamp,  through  all  the  tedious  nigh'; 
Of  life  shall  guide  our  way. 

Till  we  behold  the  clearer  light 
Of  an  eternal  day. 

HYMN    49.       L.  M. 
The  Usefulness  of  the  Scriptures.     Psal.^jys 

WHEN  Israel  thro'  the  desert  pass'd  "~ 
A  fiery  pillar  went  before, 
To  guide  tkem  tho'  the  dreary  waste, 
And  lessen  the.  fatigues  they  bor^ 


«  HYMN    L. 

2  Such  is  thy  glorious  word,  O  God, 
"Tis  for  our  tight  amd  guidance  giv'iui 
It  sheds  a  lustre  all  abroad, 
^.nd  points  the  path  to  bliss  and  heav'n. 
.3  It  fills  the  soul  with  sweet  delight, 
And  quickens  its  inactive  powr's, 
It  sets  our  wand' ring  footsteps  right, 
Displays  thy  love,  and  kindles  ours. 

4  Its  promises  rejoice  our  hearts, 
Its  doctrines  are  divinely  true  ; 
Knowledge  and  pleasure  it  imparts, 
It  comforts,  and  instructs  us  too. 

5  Ye  favor'd  lands  who  have  this  word, 
Ye  saints  who  feel  its  saving  pow'r, 
Unite  your  tongues  to  praise  the  Lord, 
And  his  distingpish/d  grace  adore. 

HYMN    50.       C.  M. 

The    Excellency    and    Sufficiency  of   the  Holy 
Scriptures. 

FATHER  of  mercies,  in  thy  word, 
What  endless  glory  shines  ! 
For  ever  be  thy  name  ador'd, 
For  these  celestial  lines. 

2  Here,  may  the  wretched  sons  of  want, 
Exhaustless  riches  find  ; 

Riches,  above  what  earth  can  grant, 
And  lasting  as  the  mind. 

3  Here,  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  grows, 
A,nd  yields  a  free  repast ; 

Sublimer  sweets  than  nature  knows 
Invite  the  longing  taste. 

4  Here  the  Redeemer's  welcome  voice 
Spreads  heav  nly  peace  around  ; 


HYMN    LI>  45 

And  life  and  everlasting  joys 
Attend  the  blissful  sound. 

5  Oh,  may  those  heav  nly  pages  be 
My  ever  dear  delight ; 

And  still  new  beauties  may  I  see, 
And  still  increasing  light. 

6  Divine  Instructor,  gracious  Lord,, 
Be  thou  for  ever  near, 

Teach  me  to  love  thy  sacred  word, 
And  view  my  Saviour  there. 

HYMN    51       CM. 

Comfort  from  the  Holy  Scriptures. 

TADEN  with  guilt,  and  full  of  fears.,  - 
A  I  fly  to  thee,  my  Lord, 
And  not  a  glimpse  of  hope  appears, 
But  in  thy  written  word. 

2  The  volume  of  my  father's  grace 
Does  all  my  grief  assuage  ; 

Here,  I  behold  my  Saviour's  face,    . 
Almost  in  every  page. 

3  This  is  the  field  where  hidden  lies 
The  pearl  of  price  unknown  ; 

That  merchant  is  divinely  wise, 
Who  makes  the  pearl  his  own. 

4  Here  consecrated  waters  flows, 
To  quench  my  thirst  of  sin  ; 

Here,  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  grows, 
Nor  danger  dwells  therein. 

5  This  is  the  Judge  that  ends  the  strife-, 
Where  sense  and  reason  fail ; 

My  guide  to  everlasting  life, 
Thro'  all  this  gloomy  vale* 


46  HYMN    LIT. 

6  Oh  !  may  thy  counsels,  mighty  GocL 

My  roving  feet  command, 
Nor  I  forsake  the  happy  road 

That  leads  to  thy  right  hand. 

HYMN  52.       C.  M. 

Efficacious  Grace.     Psal.  xlv.  3 — 5, 
XT  AIL  !  mighty  Jesus  ;  how  divine 
.IjL  Is  thy  victorious  sword  ! 
The  stoutest  rebel  must  resign, 
At  thy  commanding  word. 

2  Deep  are  the  wounds  thine  arrows  give 
They  pierce  the  hardest  heart ; 

Thy  smiles  of  graee  the  slain  revive, 
And  joy  succeeds  to  smart. 

3  Still  gird  thy  sword  upon  thy  thigh, 
Come  with  majestic  sway  ; 

Down  from  thy  glorious  throne  on  higlv, 
And  make  thy  foes  obey. 

4  And  when  thy  vicfries  are  complete  ; 
"When  all  the  chosen  race 

Shall  round  the  throne  of  glory  meetf 
To  sing  thy  conqu'ring  grace  ; 

5  Oh  may  my  humble  soul  be  found 
Among-  that  favor"  d  band  J 

And  I,  with  them,  thy  praise  will  sound, 
As  round  the  throne  we  stand. 

HYMN    53.       C.  M. 

Reigiung  Grace. 
VTOW  may  the  Lord  reveal  his  face, 
1^1    And  teach  our  stamm'ring  tongues, 
To  make  his  sov'reign,  reigning  grace, 

The  subject  of  cur  songs. 


HYMN    LIV.  47 

2  Grace  reigns  to  pardon  crimson  sins, 
To  melt  the  hardest  hearts  ! 

And  from  the  work  it  once  begins 
It  never  more  departs. 

3  Grace  tills  the  soil,  and  sows  the  seeds, 
Provides  the  sun  and  rain  ; 

Till  from   the  tender  blade  proceeds, 
The  ripen'd  harvest  grain. 

4  'Twas  grace  that  call'd  our  sovds  at  first 
By  grace  thus  far  we're  come  ; 

And  grace  will  help  us  thro'  the  worst, 
And  lead  us  safely  home. 

HYMN    54.       S.  M. 

Salvation  by  Grace  from  first  to  last.  Eph.  ii.  5, 
RACE  !  'tis  a  charming  sound  ! 


o 


Harmonious  to  the  ear ; 
Heav'n  with  the  echo  shall  resound, 
And  all  the  earth  shall  hear. 

2  Grace  first  contriv'd  a  way 

To  save  rebellious  man, 
And  all  the  steps  his  grace  display, 

Who  drew  the  wond'rous  plan. 

[3  Grace  first  inscrib'd  my  name 

In  God*s  eternal  book  ; 
'Twas  grace  that  gave  me  to  the  Lamb, 

"Who  all  my  sorrows  took.] 

4  Grace  led  my  roving  feet 
To  tread  the  heav'nly  road  ; 

And  new  supplies  each  hour  I  meet, 
While  pressing  on  to  God. 

o  [Grace  taught  my  soul  to  pray, 
And  made  mv  eves  overflow  ; 


48  HYMN    LV. 

'Twas  grace  which  kept  me  to  this  day 

And  will  not  let  me  go. 
6  Grace  all  the  work  shall  crown, 

Thro  everlasting1  days ; 
It  lavs  in  heav  n  the  topmost  stone, 
And  well  deserves  the  praise. 

HYMN    55*       L.  M. 

God  reasoning  iinth  JkFen.     Isiah  i.  18. 

COME,  sinners,  saith  the  mighty  God, 
Heinous  as  all  your  crimes  have  been, 
L.o  !  I  descend  from  mine  abode, 
To  reason  with  the  sons  of  men. 

2  No  clouds  of  darkness  veil  my  face, 
No  vengeful  lightnings  flash  around  ; 
I  come  with  terms  of  life  and  peace  ; 
Where  sin  hath  reign'd  let  grace  abound,. 

3  Yes,  Lord,  we  will  obey  thy  call, 
And  to  thy  gracious  sceptre  bow  ; 
O  make  our  crimson  sins  like  wool, 
Our  scarlet  crimes  as  white  as  snow. 

4  So  shall  our  thankful  lips  repeat 
Thy  praises  with  a  tuneful  voice, 
While  humbly  prostrate  at  thy  feet, 
We  wonder,  tremble,  and  rejoice 

QYMII    56.      Eights,   Sevens  and  Four. 

Sinners  invited  to  come  to  Christ. 

COME,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  wretched, 
Weak  and  wounded,  sick  and  sore  ; 
Jesus  ready  stands  to  save  yon, 
Full  of  pity  join  d  with  power  ; 
He  is  able, 
He  is  willing.     Doubt  no  more. 


HYMN    LVT.  49 

2  Come,  ye  thirsty,  come,  and  welcome, ; 
God's  free  bounty  glorify  : 

True  belief  and  true  repentance, 

Every  grace  that  brings  us  nigh — 
Without  money, 
Come  to  Jesus  Christ  and  buy, 

3  Let  not  conscience  make  you  lingef. 
Nor  of  fitness  fondly  dream ; 

All  ihejltness  he  requireth. 

Is  to  feel  your  need  of  him ; 
This  he  gives  you ; 
?Tis  his  Spirit  s  rising  beam. 

4  Come,  ye  weary,  heavy  ladei). 
Lost  and  ruind  by  the  fall  ! 

If  you  tarry  till  you're  better, 

You  will  never  come  at  all 
Not  the  righteous, 
Sinners  Jesus  came  to  call. 
5  View  him  prostrate  in  the  garden. 

On  the  ground  your  Maker  lies, 
On  the  bloody  tree  behold  him  ; 

Hear  him  cry  before  he  dies, 
"  It  is  finish' B  : 
Sinners,  will  not  this  suffice  ? 

5  Lo  !  the  incarnate  God,  ascended, 
Pleads  the  merit  of  his  blood  ; 

Venture  on  him,  venture  wholly. 

Let  no  other  trust  intrude. 
None  but  Jesus 
Can  do  helpless  sinners  good. 
7  Saints  and  angels,  join'd  in  conceit. 

Sing  the  praises  of  the  Lamb  ; 
While  the  blissful  seats  of  heav'n 

Sweetiy  echo  with  his  name. 
Hallelujah ! 
Sinners  here  may  sing  the  same. 


30  HYMN    LVH, 

HYMN    57.      C.  M. 

Expostulation  -with  Sinners^ 

SINNERS,  the  voice  of  God  regard ; 
'Tis  mercy  speaks  to-day; 
He  calls  you  by  his  sov'reign  word, 
From  sin's  destructive  way. 

2  Like  the  rough  sea,  that  cannot  rest, 

You  live  devoid  of  peace  ; 
A  thousand  stings  within  your  breast, 

Deprive  your  souls  of  ease. 

i3  Your  way  is  dark  and  leads  to  hell ; 

Why  will  you  persevere  ? 
Can  you  in  endless  torments  dwell, 

Shut  up  in  black  despair  ? 

4  Why  will  you  in  the  crooked  way> 
Of  sin  and  folly  go  ? 

In  pain  you  travel  all  your  days-, 
To  reap  immortal  woe. 

5  But  he  that  turns  to  God  shall  Kv^j 
Thro1  his  abounding  grace  ; 

His  mercy  will  the  guilt  forgive, . 
Of"  those  that  seek  his  face. 

'6  Bow  to  the  sceptre  of  his  word, 

Renouncing  every  sin ; 
Submit  to  him  your  sov'reign  Lord, 

And  learn  his  will  divine. 

1  His  love  exceeds  your  highest  thought^ 

He  pardons  like  a  God  ; 
He  will  forgive  your  num'rous  faulty 

Thro'  a  Redeemer's  blood. 


HYMN    LVm.  $1 

HYMN    58.       C.  Si. 

God  glorious,  and  Sinners  saved*     Isa,  xliv.  23. 

FATHER,  how  wide  thy  glory  shines ! 
How  high  thy  wot  ??r^  rise  ! 
Known  thro'  the  earth         ;  ousand  signs, 
By  thousand  thro  th     ikies. 

2  But  when  we  view  thy  strange  design, 
To  save  rebellious  worms, 

Where  vengeance  and  compassion  join, 
In  their  divine st  forms  ; 

3  Our  thoughts  are  lost  in  rev'rend  awe  i 
We  love  and  we  adore  ; 

The  first  arch-angel  never  saw 
So  much  of  God  before. 

4  Here  the  whole  Deity  is  known, 
Nor  dares  a  creature  guess, 

Which  of  the  glories  brightest  shone3 
The  justice  or  the  grace. 

5  Now  the  full  glories  of  the  Lamb 
Adorn  the  heav'nly  plains  ; 

Sweet  Cherubs  learn  Emmanuel's  name, 
And  try  their  choicest  strains. 

6  Oh,  may  I  bear  some  humble  part, 
In  that  immortal  song- ! 

Wonder  and  joy  shall  tune  my  heart, 
And  ioye  command  thy  tongue. 

HYMN    59.       L.  M. 
Death  and  Resurrection  of  Christ. 

TO  break  the  chains  of  sin  and  death, 
Our  glorious  Jesus  yields  his  breath ; 
How  strange  the  conquest,  strange  to  tell  i 
By  death  he  conquers  death  and  hell 


52  HYMN    LX. 

2  While  standing"  in  the  sinners  stead, 
Billows  of  wrath  roll  o'er  his  head  ; 
Light  from  the  Father  is  withdrawn, 
And  Jesus  drinks  the  cup  alone. 

3  Legions  of  angels  fill  the  skies, 
While  our  Redeemer  bleeds  and  dies ; 
All  nature  reels  beneath  the  load, 

And  trembling  speaks  the  wrath  of  God. 

4  The  rocks  are  with  convulsions  torn, 
And  all  the  heav'ns  in  sackcloth  mourn  ; 
But  lo  !  when  the  third  morning  comes, 
Emmanuel  rising,  leaves  the  tombs. 

5  The  rising  God  let  angels  sing, 
The  heav'ns  with  Hallelujahs  ring ; 

"  Worthy  the  Lamb,  who  once  was  slain, 
Let  him  in  pow'r  and  glory  reign." 

6  Hail  happy  morn,  which  sees  him  rise 
We  shout  him  welcome  to  the  skies  ; 
Welcome  to  glories  all  his  own, 

And  welcome  to  his  Father's  throne* 

HYMN    60.       C.  M. 

The  Heart  nenv  created. 

ATTEND,  while  God's  exalted  Son 
Doth  his  own  glories  shew  ; 
Behold,  he  sits  upon  his  throne, 
Creating  all  things  new. 

2  Mighty  Redeemer  !  set  me  free 
From  my  own  state  of  sin  ; 

Oh,  make  my  soul  alive  to  thee» 
Create  new  pow'rs  within. 

3  Open  mine  eyes,  unstop  my  ears, 
And  form  my  heart  afresh  ; 


HYMN    LXI.  m 

Give  me  new  passions,  joys,  and  fears, 

And  turn  the  stone  to  flesh. 
4  Far  from  the  regions  of  the  dead, 

From  sin,  and  earth,  and  hell ; 
In  the  new  world  that  grace  hag  made? 

I  would  for  ever  dwell 

HYMN   61.      L.  M. 

Faith  connected  with  Salvation.    Rom.  i.  1&. 
Heb.  x.  39. 

NOT  by  the  laws  of  innocence, 
Can  Adam's  sons  arrive  at  heav'n  5 
New  works  can  give  us  no  pretence, 
To  have  our  ancient  sins  forgiv'n. 

2  Not  the  best  deeds  that  we  have  done3 
Can  make  a  wounded  conscience  whole ; 
Faith  is  the  grace,  and  faith  alone, 
That  flies  to  Christ  and  saves  the  soul. 

3  Lord,  I  believe  thy  heav*nly  word, 
Fain  would  I  have  my  soul  renew'd ;    - 
I  mourn  for  sin,  and  trust  the  Lord, 

To  have  it  pardon'd  and  subdu'd. 

4  Oh  may  thy  grace  its  pow'r  display, 
Let  guilt  and  death  no  longer  reign  -, 
Save  me  in  thine  appointed  way, 
Nor  let  my  humble  faith  be  vain. 

HYMN    62.       L.  M. 

Human  rightousness  insufficient  to  justify, 
Mic.  vi.  6 — 8. 

WHEREWITH,  O  Lord,  shall  I  draw  near, 
^  Or  bow  myself  before  thy  face  ? 
How  in  thy  purer  eyes  appear  ? 
"What  shall  I  bring  to  gain  thy  grace  •" 


54  HYMN   LXm. 

2  Will  gifts  delight  the  Lord  most  high  ? 
Will  multiply'd  oblations  .please  ? 
Thousands  of  rams  his  favor  buy, 

Or  slaughter'd  hecatombs  appease  ? 

3  Can  these  assuage  the  wrath  of  God  ? 
Can  these  wash  out  my  guilty  stain  ? 
Rivers  of  oil,  or  seas  of  blood, 

Alas  !  they  all  must  flow  in  vain. 

4  Guilty  I  stand  before  thy  face  ; 
My  sole  desert  is  hell  and  wrath  ; 

'T were  just  the  sentence  should  take  place  t 
But  Oh,  I  plead  my  Saviour's  death  ! 

5  I  plead  the  merits  of  thy  Son, 
W  ho  dy'd  for  sinners  on  the  tree  ; 

1  plead  his  rightousness  alone, 
Oh,  put  the  spotless  robe  on  me. 

HYMN    63.       C.  M. 

God's  command  to  all  Men  to  Repent. 
Acts  xvii.  30. 

REPENT,  the  voice  celestial  cries, 
Nor  longer  dare  delay  : 
The  wretch  that  scorns  the  mandate  dies. 
And  meets  a  fiery  day. 

2  No  more  the  sov'reign  eye  of  God 
O'er  looks  the  crimes  of  men  ; 

His  heralds  are  dispatch'd  abroad 
To  warn  the  world  of  sin. 

3  Together  in  his  presence  bow, 
And  all  your  guilt  confess  ; 

Accept  the  offer'd  Saviour  now, 
Nor  trifle  with  his  grace. 

4  Bow,  ere  the  awful  trumpet  sound, 
And  caH  you  to  his  bar  : 


HYMN     LXTV.  5$ 

For  mercy  knows  th'  appointed  bound. 
And  turns  to  vengeance  there. 

5  Amazing  love,  that  yet  will  call, 

And  yet  prolong  our  days  ! 
Our  hearts  subdu'd  by  goodness  fall, 

And  weep,  and  love,  and  praise, 

HYMN    64.       C.  M. 

The  Penitent. 

PROSTRATE,  dear  Jesus,  at  thy  feet, 
A  guilty  rebel  lies  ; 
And  upwards  to  thy  mercy  seat, 
Presumes  to  lift  his  eyes. 

2  Oh,  let  not  justice  frown  me  hence ; 
Stay,  stay  the  vengeful  storm  : 

Forbid  it,  that  omnipotence 
Should  crush  a  feeble  worm. 

3  If  tears  of  sorrow  would  suffice 
To  pay  the  debt  I  owe, 

Tears  should  from  both  my  weeping*  eyes, 
In  ceaseless  currents  flow. 

4  But  no  such  sacrifice  I  plead 
To  expiate  my  guilt ; 

No  tears,  but  those  which  thou  hast  shed, 
No  blood,  but  thou  hast  spilt. 

HYMN    65.      L.  M. 

The  Repenting  Prodigal.     Luke  xv.  $2. 

LO !  what  a  rapt'rous  joy  possest 
The  tender  parent's  throbbing  breast. 
To  see  his  spendthrift  son  return, 
And  hear  him  his  past  follies  mourn. 


56  HYMN    LXVt. 

9  Thus  our  bless'd  Saviour  wont  despise. 
The  contrite  heart  for  sacrifice  ; 
The  deep  fetch'd  sigh,  the  secret  groan 
Bises  accepted  to  the  throne. 

3  He  meets  with  tokens  of  his  grace, 
The  trembling  lip,  the  blushing  face  ; 
His  bowels  yearn  when  sinners  pray, 
And  nv  rcy  bears  their  Bins  away. 

4  When  fill'd  with  grief,  c'erwhelm'd  with 

He  pitying,  heals  their  broken  frame  ;    [shame, 
He  hears  their  sad  complaint,  and  spies 
His  image  in  their  weeping  eyes. 

HYMN    66.       C.  M. 

The  Ministry  of  Christ.     Luke  iv.  18,  19. 

HARK,  the  glad  sound,  the  Saviour  comes, 
The  Saviour  prornis'd  long  ! 
Let  every  heart  prepare  a  throne, 
And  eveiy  voice  a  song. 

2  On  him  the  Spirit  largely  pour'd, 
Exerts  his  sacred  fire  ; 

Wisdom  and  might,  and  zeal,  and  love 
His  holy  breast  inspire. 

3  He  comes,  the  prisoners  to  release, 
In  Satan's  bondage  held, 

The  gates  of  brass  before  him  burst, 
The  iron  fetters  yield. 

4  He  comes,  from  thickest  films  of  vice, 
To  clear  the  mental  ray  ; 

And  on  the  eyes  opprest  with  night, 
To  pour  celestial  day. 

5  He  comes,  the  broken  heart  to  bind, 
The.  bleeding  soul  to  cure  ; 


HYMN    LXVTT.  57 

And  with  the  treasures  of  his  grace, 
T'  enrich  the  humble  poor. 

6  Our  glad  Hosannas,  prince  of  peace, 

Thy  welcome  shall  proclaim  ; 
And  heaven's  eternal  arches  ring, 

With  thy  "beloved  name. 

HYMN    67.       C.    M. 

The  Attraction  of  the   Cross.    John  xii.  32. 

YONDER — amazing  sight ! — I  see 
Th'  incarnate  Son  of  God, 
Expiring  on  th'  accursed  tree, 
And  w elt'ring  in  his  blood. 

2  Behold  a  purple  torrent  run, 

Down  from  his  hands  and  head  : 
The  crimson  tide  "puts  out  the  sun  ; 

His  groans  awake  the  dead. 

•3  The  trembling  earth,  the  darken'd"sky 

Proclaim  the  truth  aloud ; 
And  with  the  amaz'd  centurion  cry, 

"  This  is  the  Son  of  God." 

4  So  great,  so  rast  a  sacrifice 
May  well  my  hope  revive  : 

If  God's  own  Son  thus  bleeds  and  dies, 
The  sinner  sure  may  live. 

5  Oh,  that  these  cords  of  love  divine, 
Might  draw  me,  Lord,  to  thee  ! 

Thou  hast  my  heart,  it  shall  be  thine— 
Thine  it  shall  ever  be  f 
3* 


SB  HYMN    LXVm. 

HYMN    68.       L.  M. 

A  Dying  Saviour. 

STRETCH'D  on  the  cross  the  Saviour  dies, 
Hark  !  his  expiring  groans  arise  : 
See  from  his  hands,  his  feet,  his  side, 
Runs  down  the  sacred  crimson  tide. 

2  But  life  attends  the  deathful  sound, 
And  flows  from  ev'ry  bleeding  wound ; 
The  vital  stream  how  free  it  flows, 

To  save  and  cleanse  his  rebel  foes  ! 

3  Can  T  survey  this  scene  of  woe, 
Where  mingling  grief  and  wonder  flow  ; 
And  yet  my  heart  unmov'd  remain, 
Insensible  to  love  or  pain  ? 

4  Come,  dearest  Lord,  thy  grace  impart, 
To  warm  this  cold,  this  stupid  heart ! 
Till  all  its  pow'rs  and  passions  move, 

In  melting  grief,  and  ardent  love. 

HYMN   69.      Sevens. 

Christ's  Resurrection  and  Ji$censio?i. 

ANGELS,  roll  the  rock  away, 
Death  yield  up  thy  mighty  prey  ; 
See  !  He  rises  from  the  tomb, 
Glowing  with  immortal  bloom.  Hallelujah. 

2  'Tis  the  Saviour,  angels,  raise 
Fame's  eternal  trump  of  praise  ; 
Let  the  earth's  remotest  bound 

Hear  the  joy-inspiring  sound.  Hallelujalu 

3  Now  ye  saints  lift  up  your  eyes, 
Now  to  glory  see  him  rise,  « 
In  long  triumph  up  the  sky, 

"Upk  to  waiting  worlds  on  high.  HaUelujah' 


HYMN    LXX.  59 

4  Heav'n  displays  her  portals  wide, 
Glorious  Saviour,  thro'  them  ride  : 
King-  of  glory  mount  thy  throne, 

Thy  great  Father's  and  thy  own.         Hallelujah, 

5  Praise  him  all  ye  heav'nly  choirs, 
Praise  and  sweep  your  golden  lyres  ; 
Shout,  O  earth,  in  rapt'rous  song, 

Let  the  strains  be  sweet  and  strong.     Hallelujah. 

6  Ev'ry  note  with  wonders  swell, 
Sin  o'erthrown  and  captiv'd  hell ; 
Where  is  hell's  once  dreaded  Icing  ! 

Where,  O  death,  thy  mortal  sting  !       Hallelujah. 

HYMN    70.       L.  M. 

Christ's  Resurrection  a  pledge  of  ours. 

^IlTHEN  I  the  holy  grave  survey, 
v  T     Where  once  my  Saviour  deign'd  to  lie  ; 

1  see  fulfil'd  what  prophets  say,  * 
And  all  the  pow'r  of  death  defy. 

2  This  empty  tomb  shall  now  proclaim, 
How  weak  the  bands  of  conquer'd  death  ; 
Sweet  pledge,  that  all  who  trust  his  name 
Shall  rise,  and  draw  immortal  breath. 

3  Jesus,  once  number'd  with  the  dead. 
Unseals  his  eyes  to  sleep  no  more  ; 
And  ever  lives,  their  cause  to  plead, 
For  whom  the  pains,  of  death  he  bore. 

4  Thy  risen  Lord,  my  soul  behold  ; 
See  the  rich  diadem  he  wears  ! 
Thou  too  shalt  bear  an  harp  of  gold, 
To  crown  thy  joy  when  he  appears. 

5  Though  in  the  dust  I  lay  my  head, 
Yet  gracious  God,  thou  wilt  not  leave 
My  Mesh  for  ever  with  the  dead, 
Nor  lose  thy  children  in  the  grave. 


60  HYMN    LXXL 

HYMN    71.      L.  M. 

Christ's  Ascension.     Psal.  xxiv.  7. 

OUR  Lord  is  risen  from  the  dead, 
Gur  Jesus  is  gone  up  on  high  ; 
The  powers  of  hell  are  captive  led, 
Dragg'd  to  the  portals  of  the  sky. 

2  There  his  triumphal  chariot  waits, 
And  Angels  chant  the  solemn  lay  ; 

"  Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heav'nly  gates, 
*  Ye  everlasting  doors  give  way  !" 

3  Loose  aH  your  massy  bars  of  light, 
And  wide  unfold  the  radiant  scene  ; 
He  claims  those  mansions  as  his  right, 
Receive  the  king  of  glory  in. 

4  "  Who  is  the  king  of  glory,  who  ?" 
The  Lord  that  all  his  foes  o'ercame, 

The  world,  sin,  death  and  hell  o'erthrew  j 
And  Jesus,  is  the  conqueror's  name. 

5  "  Who  is  the  king  of  glory,  who  ?" 
The  Lord  of  boundless  power  possest, 
The  king  of  saints  and  angels  too, 
God  over  all,  for  ever  blest. 

HYMN   72.      As -148th  Psalm. 

The  Kingdom  of  Christ.     Phil.  iv.  4. 
EJOICE,  the  Lord  is  king, 


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Your  God  and  king  adore 
Mortals,  give  thanks,  and  sing, 
And  triumph  evermore ; 
Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  voice, 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  saints,  rejoice. 

2  Rejoice,  the  Saviour  reigns, 
The  God  of  truth  and  love  ; 


HYMN    LXX1H.  61 

When  he  had  purg'd  our  stains, 

He  took  his  seat  above  ; 
Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  voice, 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  saints,  rejoice. 

3  His  kingdom  cannot  fail, 

He  rules  o'er  earth  and  heav'n  ; 

The  keys,  of  death  and  hell 

Are  to  our  Jesus  giv'n  ; 
Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  voice, 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  saints,  rejoice. 

4  He  all  his  foes  shall  quell, 
Shall  all  our  sins  destroy  ; 
And  every  bosom  swell 
"With  pure  seraphic  joy  ; 

Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  voice, 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  saints,  rejoice. 

5  Rejoice  in  glorious  hope, 
Jesus  the  Judge  shall  come, 
And  take  his  servants  up 
To  their  eternal  home  ; 

We  soon  shall  hear  th'  archangel's  voice3 
The  trump  of  God  shall  sound,  rejoice. 

HYMN    73.       L.    M. 

The  Humiliation,  Exaltation,  and  Triumphs  of 
Christ.     Phil.  ii.  8,  9.     Col.  ii.  15. 

THE  mighty  frame  of  glorious  grace, 
That  brightest  monufflent  of  praise, 
That  e'er  the  God  of  love  design'd, 
Employs  and  fills  my  lab'ring  mind. 

2  Begin,  my  soul,  the  heav'nly  song, 
A  burthen  for  an  angel's  tongue  ; 
When  Gabriel  sounds  these  awful  things 
He  tunes  and  summons  all  his  strings. 


62  HYMN    LXXIV. 

3  Proclaim  inimitable  love  ; 
Jesus  the  Lord  of  worlds  above, 
Puts  off  the  beams  of  bright  array, 
And  veils  the  God  in  mortal  clay. 

4  He  that  distributes  crowns  and  thrones, 
Hangs  on  a  tree,  and  bleeds  and  groans  ; 
The  prince  of  life  resigns  his  breath, 
The  king*  of  glory  bows  to  death  ! 

5  But  see  the  wonders  of  his  pow'r, 
He  triumphs  in  his  dying  hour ; 
And,  while  by  Satan's  rage  he  fell, 
He  dash'd  the  rising  hopes  of  hell. 

6  Thus  were  the  hosts  of  death  subdued, 
And  sin  was  drown'd  in  Jesus'  blood  ; 
Then  he  arose,  and  reigns  above, 

And  conquers  sinners  by  lus  love. 

HYMN    1\.      L.    M. 

The  Intercession  of  Christ.     Heb.  vii.  25. 

HE  lives,  the  great  Redeemer  lives, 
(What  joy  the  blest  assurance  gives  !} 
And  now  before  his  Father  God, 
Pleads  the  full  merit  of  his  blood. 

2  Repeated  crimes  awake  our  fears, 
And  justice  arm'd  with  frowns  appears  ; 
But  in  the  Saviour's  lovely  face, 
Sweet  mercy  smiles,  and  all  is  peace. 

3  Hence  then  ye  black  despairing  thoughts, 
Above  our  fears,  above  our  faults, 

His  pow'rful  intercessions  rise, 
And  guilt  recedes  and  terror  dies. 

4  In  every  dark  distressful  hour, 
When  sin  and  Satan  join  their  pow'r « 


HYMN    LXXV.  63 

Let  this  dear  hope  repel  the  dart, 
That  Jesus  bears  us  on  his  heart. 

5  Great  advocate,  almighty  friend- 
On  him  our  humble  hopes  depend  ; 
Our  cause  can  never,  never  fail, 
For  Jesus  pleads  and  must  prevail. 

HYMN    75.       C.  M. 

The  Fulness  of  Christ. 

HOW  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds, 
In  a  believer's  ear  ? 
It  soothes  his  sorrows,  heajs  his  wounds, 
And  drives  away  his  fear. 

2  It  makes  the  wounded  spirit  whole, 
And  calms  the  troubled  breast ; 

*Tis  manna  to  the  hungry  soul, 
And  to  the  weary  rest. 

3  By  him  my  pray'rs  acceptance  gain, 
Although  with  sin  defil'd  i  * 

Satan  accuses  me  in  vain, 
And  I  am  own'd  a  child. 

4  Jesus  !  my  Shepherd,  Husband,  Friend, 
My  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King  ; 

My  Lord,  my  Life,  my  Way,  my  End, 
Accept  the  praise  I  bring. 

5  Weak  is  the  effort  of  my  heart, 
And  cold  my  warmest  thought ; 

But  when  I  see  thee  as  thou  art, 
I'll  praise  thee  as  I  ought. 

6  'Till  then  I  would  thy  love  proclaim, 
With  every  fleeting  breath ; 

And  may  the  glory  of  thy  name 
Refresh  my  soul  in  deatfr, 


64  HYMN    LXXVI. 

HYMN    76.       C.  M. 

Chnst  the  Refuge  of  the  Church. 

HE  who  on  earth  as  man  was  known, 
And  bore  our  sins  and  pains  ; 
Now,  seated  on  tlr1  eternal  throne, 
The  God  of  glory  reigns. 

2  His  hands  the  wheels  of  nature  guide, 
With  an  unerring  skill ; 

And  countless  worlds  extended  wide, 
Obey  his  sov'reign  will. 

3  While  harps  unnumber'd  sound  Ms  praise. 
In  yonder  world  above  ; 

His  saints  on  earth  admire  his  ways, 
And  glory  in  his  love. 

4  His  righteousness  to  faith  revealM, 
Wrought  out  for  guilty  worms  ; 

Affords  a  hiding-place  and  shield, 
From  enemies  and  storms. 

5  When  troubles  like  a"  burning  sun, 
Beat  heavy  on  their  head  ; 

To  this  high  rock  his  people  run, 
And  find  a  pleasing  shade. 

6  How  glorious  he  !  how  happy  they  ! 
In  such  a  glorious  friend  ! 

Whose  love  secures  them  all  the  way, 
And  crowns  them  at  the  end. 

HYMN    77.       L.  M. 

Christ  our  Advocate.     1  John  ii.  1. 
HERE  is  my  God  ?  does  he  retire 


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Beyond  the  reach  of  humble  sighs  ? 
Are  these  weak  breathings  of  desire 
Too  languid  to  ascend  the  skies  ? 


HYMN    LXXVIH.  6$ 

2  No,  Lord,  the  breathings  of  desire* 
The  weak  petition,  if  sincere, 

Are  not  forbidden  to  aspire, 
But  reach  to  thy  all-gracious  ear. 

3  Look  up,  my  soul,  with  cheerful  eyfc, 
See  where  the  great  Redeemer  stands ; 
The  glorious  advocate  on  high, 

With  precious  incense  in  his  hands. 

4  He  sweetens  every  humble  groan, 
He  recommends  each  broken  prayer; 
Recline  thy  hope  on  him  alone, 
Whose  pow'r  and  love  forbid  despair. 

5  Teach  my  weak  heart,  O  gracious  Lora\ 
With  stronger  faith  to  call  thee  mine  ; 
Bid  me  pronounce  the  blissful  word, 

My  Father,  God,  with  joy  divine. 

HYMN    78.      L.  M. 

Divine  Forgiveness.    Luke  vii.  47. 

FORGIVENESS!  'tis  a  joyful  sound 
To  malefactors  doom'd  to  die  ; 
Publish  the  bliss  the  world  around  ; 
Ye  seraphs,  shout  it  from  the  sky  ! 

2  'Tis  the  rich  gift  of  love  divine  ; 
'Tis  full,  out-meas'ring  ev'ry  crime  ; 
Unclouded  shall  its  glories  shine, 
And  feel  no  change,  by  changing  time= 

3  O'er  sins  unnumber'd  as  the  sand, 
And  like  the  mountains  for  their  size, 
The  seas  of  sov'reign  grace  expand, 
The  seas  of  sov'reign  grace  arise. 

4  For  this  stupendous  love  of  heav'n, 
What  grateful  honors  shall  we  show  ? 


66  HYMN    LXXIX. 

"Where  much  transgression  is  forgiv'n, 
Let  love  in  equal  ardors  glow. 

5  By  this  inspir'd,  let  all  our  days 
With  various  holiness  be  crown'd  ; 
Let  truth  and  goodness,  pray'r  and  praise 
In  all  abide,  in  all  abound. 

HYMN    79.       L.  M. 

Adoption,  or  Christians  the  Sons  of  God. 
John  i.  12.     1  John  iii.  1. 

NOT  all  the  nobles  of  the  earth. 
Who  boast  the  honors  of  their  birth,  I 
Such  real  dignity  can  claim, 
As  those  who  bear  the  Christian  name. 

2  To  them  the  privilege  is  giv'n 
To  be  the  sons  and  heirs  of  heav'n  ; 
Sons  of  the  God  who  reigns  on  high, 
And  heirs  of  joy  beyond  the  sky. 

3  His  will  he  makes  them  early  know, 
And  teaches  their  young  feet  to  go  : 
Whispers  instruction  to  their  minds, 
And  on  their  hearts  his  precept  binds. 

4  When,  through  temptation,  they  rebel, 
His  chast'ning  rod  he  makes  them  feel ; 
Then  with  a  father's  tender  heart, 

He  soothes  the  pain,  and  heals  the  smart. 

4-  Their  daily  wants  his  hands  supply ; 
Their  steps  he  guards  with  watchful  eye  ; 
Leads  them  from  earth  to  heav'n  above, 
\nd  crowns  them  with  eternal  love. 


HYMN    LXXX,  67 

HYMN    80.       C.  M. 

Longing  for  the  Divine  presence  under  sorrow, 

OH  that  I  knew  the  secret  place> 
Where  I  might  find  my  God ! 
I'd  spread  my  wants  before  his  face, 
And  pour  my  woes  abroad. 

2  I'd  tell  him  how  my  sins  arise, 
What  sorrows  I  sustain-; 

How  grace  decays  and  comfort  dies, 
And  leaves  my  heart  in  pain. 

3  He  knows  what  arguments  I'd  take, 
To  wrestle  with  my  God ; 

Pd  plead  for  his  own  mercy's  sake, 
And  for  my  Saviour's  blood. 

4  My  God  will  pity  my  complaints, 
And  heal  my  broken  bones  ; 

He  takes  the  meaning  of  his  saints., 
The  language  of  their  groans. 

5  Arise,  my  soul,  from  deep  distress, 
And  banish  every  fear  ; 

He  calls  thee  to  his  throne  of  grace, 
To  spread  thy  sorrows  there. 

HYMN   81.      Eights  and  Sevens. 

The  Saviour's  Merit. 

SAVIOUR,  I  do  feel  thy  merit, 
Sprinkled  with  redeeming  blood, 
And  my  weary  troubled  spirit, 

Now  finds  rest  with  thee  my  God. 
I  am  safe,  and  I  am  happy, 

While  in  thy  dear  arms  I  lie ; 
Sin  and  Satan  cannot  hurt  me, 
While  my  Saviour  is  so  nigh. 


63  HYMN    LXXXIr 

2  Glory,  glory,  glory,  glory, 
Glory  be  to  God  on  high, 

Glory,  glory,  glory,  glory, 

Sing  his  praises  through  the  sky  ; 
Glory,  glory,  glory,  glory, 

Glory  to  the  Father  give, 
Glory,  glory,  glory,  glory, 

Sing  his  praises  all  that  live  ! 

3  Now  I'll  sing  my  Saviour's  merit — 
Tell  the  world  of  his  dear  name? 

That  if  any  want  his  spirit, 
He  is  still  the  very  same^ 

He  that  asketh  soon  receiveth, 
He  that  seeks  is  sure  to  find  ; 

Whoso'er  on  him  believeth, 
He  will  never  cast  behind. 

i  Glory,  glory,  glory,  glory, 

Glorious  Christ  of  heavn'ly  birth  ; 
Glory,  glory,  glory,  glory, 

Sing  his  praises  through  the  eartfr. 
Glory,  glory,  glory,  glory, 

Glory  to  the  Spirit  be  ; 
Glorj-,  glory,  glory,  glory, 

To  the  sacred  one  in  three. 

5  Now  our  advocate  is  pleading, 
With  his  Father,  and  our  God  ; 

And  for  us  is  interceding, 

As  the  purchase  of  his  blood ; 

Now  methinks  I  hear  him  praying-, 
Father  !  save  them — I  have  died  j 

And  the  Father  answers,  saying, 
They  are  freely  justifi'd. 

6  Worthy,  worthy,  worthy,  worthy. 
Worthy  is  the  Lamb  of  God, 


HYMN    LXXXH.  69 

Worthy,  worthy,  worthy,  worthy, 
Who  hath  wash'd  us  in  his  blood, 

Holy,  holy,  holy,  holy, 
Holy  is  the  Lord  of  Hosts, 

Holy,  holy,  holy,  holy, 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

HYMN    82.       C.    M. 


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1  Warning  to  jlee  from  the  Wrath  to  come 
OW  is  the  time,  th'  accepted  hour, 


The  Saviour's  knocking1  at  your  door, 
Arise  without  delay. 

2  Oh !  don't  refuse  to  give  him  room, 
Lest  mercy  should  withdraw  ; 

He'll  then  in  robes  of  vengeance  come. 
To  execute  his  law. 

3  Then  where,  poor  mortals,  will  you  be. 
If  destitute  of  grace  ; 

When  you,  your  injur'd  Judge  shall  see, 
And  stand  before  his  face  ? 

4  Oh !  could  you  shun  that  dreadful  sight. 
How  would  you  wish  to  fly, 

To  the  dark  shades  of  endless  night, 
From  that  all-searching  eye  ? 

5  The  dead  awak'd  must  all  appear, 
And  you  among  them  stand  ; 

Before  the  great  impartial  bar, 
Arraign'd  at  Christ's  left  hand. 

6  Let  not  these  warnings  be  in  vain. 
But  lend  a  list'ning  ear  ; 

Lest  you  should  meet  them  all  again. 
When  wrapt  in  keen  despair. 


70  HYMN    LXXXIIK 

HYMN    83.       C.    M. 

The  Soldier  of  the  Cross. 

AM  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross, 
A  foll'wer  of  the  Lamb ; 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  his  cause, 
Or  blush  to  speak  his  name  ? 

2  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face  ? 
Must  I  not  stem  the  flood  ? 

Is  this  vain  world  a  friend  to  gracej 
To  help  us  on  to  God  ? 

3  Shall  I  be  carry'd  to  the  skies, 
On  flow'ry  beds  of  ease, 

While  others  fight  to  win  the  prize, 
And  sail  through  bloody  seas  ? 

4  I  too  must  fight  if  I  would  reign, 
Increase  my  courage,  Lord, 

To  bear  the  cross,  endure  the  shame* 
Supported  by  thy  word. 

5  The  saints,  in  all  this  glorious  war, 
Shall  conquer  though  thev  die  ; 

They  see  a  triumph  from  afar, 
With  faith's  discerning  eye. 

6  "When  that  illustrious  day  shall  rise  ; 
And  all  their  armies  shine, 

With  robes  of  vict'ry  through  the  skies  ;. 
The  glory  shall  be  thine. 

HYMN    84.       C.    M. 
Sanctification  and  Pardon* 

WHERE  shall  we  sinners  hide  our  heads  ? 
Can  rocks  or  mountains  save  ? 
Or  shall  we  -wrap  us  in  the  shades 
Of  midnight  and  the  grave  ? 


HYMN    LXXXV,  71 

2  Is  there  no  shelter  from  the  eye 
Of  a  revenging"  God  ? 

Jesus  to  thy  dear  wounds  we  fly, 
Bedew  us  with  thy  blood. 

3  Those  guardian  drops  our  souls  secure, 
And  wash  away  our  sin  : 

Eternal  justice  frowns  no  more, 
And  conscience  smiles  within. 

4  We  bless  that  wond'rous  purple  stream, 
That  cleanses  every  stain  ; 

Our  souls  are  yet  but  half  redeemed, 
If  sin  the  tyrant,  reign. 

5  Lord,  blast  his  empire  with  thy  breath, 
The  rebel's  throne  must  fall ; 

Ye  flatt'ring  plagues,  that  work  our  death, 
Fly,  for  we  hate  you  all. 

HYMN    85.       C.    M. 

Perseverance.     Psa.  cxix.  117.^ 

IORD,  hast  thou  made  me  know  thy  ways 
A  Conduct  me  in  thy  fear, 
And  grant  me  such  supplies  of  grace, 
That  I  may  persevere. 

2  Let  but  thy  own  almighty  arm 
Sustain  a  feeble  worm, 

I  shall  escape  secure  from  harm, 
Amid  the  dreadful  storm. 

3  Be  thou  my  all-sufficient  friend, 
'Till  all  my  toils  shall  cease  ; 

©uard  me  through  life,  and  let  my  end) 
B©  everlasting  peace. . 


72  HYMN    LXXXVI; 

HYMN   86.      Tecs  and  Elevens. 

Humble  Confidence  in  the  Potver  and  Grace  of 
Christ. 
Oh,  tell  me  no  more  of  this  world's  vain  store, 
The  time  for  such  trifles  with  me  now  is  o'er ; 
A  country  Iv'e  found,  where  true  joys  abound, 
To  dwell  I'm  determin'd  on  that  happy  ground* 

2  The  souls  that  believe,  in  paradise  live, 
And  me  in  that  number  will  Jesus  receive  ; 
My  soul  don't  delay,  he  calls  thee  away, 

Rise,  follow  thy  Saviour,  and  bless  the  glad  day. 

3  No  mortal  doth  know,  what  he  can  bestow, 
What  light,  strength  and  comfort  do  after  him 

go; 
J.o,  onward  I  move,  to  a  country  above, 
None  guesses  how  wond'rous  my  journey  will 

prove. 

i  Great  spoils  I  shall  win,  from  death,  hell,  and 

sin, 
"Midst  outward  afflictions  shall  feel  Christ  within : 
And  when  I'm  to  die,  receive  me  I'll  cry, 
For  Jesus  hath  lov'd  me,  I  cannot  tell  why. 

>  But  this  I  do  find,  to  him  I'm  so  join'd, 
He'll  not  live  in  glory  and  leave  me  behind  ; 
vSo  tliis  is  the  race  I'm  running  through  grace, 
Henceforth  till  admitted  to  see  my  Lord's  face. 

6  And  now  'tis  my  care,  my  neighbours  may 

share  . 
These  blessings  ;  to  seek  them  will  none  of  you 

dare  ? 
In  bondage,  Oh,  why,  and  death  will  you  he, 
When  one  here  assures  you  free  grace  is  so  nigh. 


HYMN    LXXXVII.  73 

HYMN    87.       C.  M. 

Christ  crowned  as  Lord  of  AIL 
A  LL  hail  the  pow'r  of  Jesu's  name  ! 
2\.  Let  Angels  prostrate  fall ; 
Bring1  forth  the  royal  diadem, 
To  crown  Him  Lord  of  All. 

2  Let  high  born  Seraphs  tune  the  lyre, 
And  as  they  tune  it,  fall 

Before  his  face  who  tunes  their  choir, 
And  crown  Him  Lord  of  All. 

3  Crown  Him,  ye  morning*  stars  of  light, 
He  fix'd  this*  floating  ball ; 

Now  hail  the  strength  of  Israel's  might, 
And  crown  Him  Lord  of  All. 

4  Crown  Him,  ye  martyrs  of  your  God* 
Who  from  His  altar  call ; 

Extol  the  stem  of  Jesse's  rod, 

And  crown  Him  Lord  of  All. 
-S  Ye  seed  of  Israel's  chosen  race, 

Ye  -  ransom'd  of  the  fall, 
Hail  Him  who  saves  you  by  his  grace, 

And  crown  Him  Lord  of  All. 

6  Hail  Him,  ye  heirs  of  David's  line, 
Whom  David  Lord  did  call ; 

The  God  incarnate,  Man  divine. 
And  crown  Him  Lord  of  All. 

7  Sinners !  whose  love  can  ne'er  forge* 
The  wormwood  and  the  gall, 

Go- — spread  your  trophies  at  his  feet, 
And  crown  Him  Lord  of  All. 

8  Let  ev'ry  tribe,  and  ev'ry  tongue, 
That  hear  the  Saviour's  call, 

Now  shout  in  universal  song, 
And  crown  Him  Lord  of  All. 
4 


74  HYMN    LXXXVIfl. 

HYMN    88.      L.  M. 

Christ  the  Bright  and  Morning  /Star. 
Rev.  xxii.  16. 

YE  worlds  of  light,  that  roll  so  near 
The  Saviour's  throne  of  shining  blis.s, 
Oh,  tell  how  mean  your  glories  are, 
How  faint  and  few,  compar'd  with  his. 

2  We  sing  the  bright  and  morning  star, 
(Jesus,  the  spring  of  light  and  love  ;) 
See  how  its  rays  diffus'd  from  far, 
Conduct  us  to  the  realms  above. 

3  Its  cheering  beams  spread  wide  abroad, 
And  guide  the  Christian  in  his  way  ; 
Still  as  he  goes  he  finds  the  road, 
•jEnlighten'd  with  a  constant  day- 

4  When  shall  we  reach  the  heav'nly  place, 
Where  this  bright  star  will  brightest  slune  j 
JLeave  far  behind  these  scenes  of  night, 
And  view  a  lustre  all  divine  ? 

HYMN    89.       L.  M. 

Jehovah  the  true  God.    Psalm  xcvii. 

JEHOVAH  reigns,  let  all  the  earth 
In  his  just  government  rejoice  ; 
Let  all  the  isles  with  sacred  mirth, 
In  his  applause  unite  their  voice. 

2  Darkness  and  clouds,  of  awful  shade, 
His  dazzling  glory  shroud  in  state  ; 

Justice  and  truth  his  guards  are  made, 
And  fix'd,  by  his  pavilion,  wait. 

3  Devouring  fire  before  his  face, 

His  foes  around  with  vengeance  struck  ; 
His  lightnings  set  the  world  on  blaze, 
Earth  saw  it,  and  with  terror  sh?ok. 


HYMN    XC.  5 

4  The  proudest  hills  Ms  presence  felt, 

Their  height  nor  strength  could  help  afford*; 
The  proudest  hills  like  wax  did  melt, 
In  presence  of  th'  Almighty  Lord. 

5  The  heav'n's  his  righteousness  to  show* 
With  storms  of  fire  cur  foes  pursu'd : 

And  all  the  trembling  world  below, 
Have  his  descending  glory  view'd. 

6  Glad  Sion  of  thy  triumph  heard, 

And  Judah's  daughters  were  o'erjoy'd  ; 
Because  thy  righteous  judgments,  Lord, 
Have  Pagan  pride  and  pow'r  destroy'd* 

7  Rejoice,  ye  righteous,  in  the  Lord ; 
Memorials  of  his  holiness, 

Deep  in  your  faithful  breasts  record, 
And  with  your  thankful  tongues  confess. 

HYMN'  90.       Eights. 
Praising  at  the  foot  of  the  Cross. 

OLOVE  divine,  what  hast  thou  done  !, 
Th'  immortal  God  hath  di'd  for  me  I 
The  Father's  co-eternal  Son 

Bore  all  my  sins  upon  the  tree  ; 
Th'  immortal  God  for  me  hath  di'd  ; 
The  Lord,  my  love,  is  crucify'd. 

2  Sinners,  behold,  as  ye  pass  by, 

The  bleeding  prince  of  life  and  peace  ; 
Come  see,  ye  worms,  your  Maker  die, 

And  say,  was  ever  grief  like  his  ? 
Come  feel,  with  me,  his  blood  apply'd ; 
The  Lord,  my  love,  is  crucify'd. 

3  Js  crucify'd  for  me  and  you, 

To  bring  his  people  back  to  God; 


•re  HYMN    XCL 

Believe,  believe  the  record  true, 

His  church  is  purchased  with  liis  blood  ; 
Pardon  and  life  flow  from  his  side  ; 
The  Lord,  my  love,  is  crucify'd. 

4  Then  let  us  sit  beneath  his  cross, 
And  gladly  catch  the  healing  stream  ; 

All  things  for  him  account  but  dross, 
And  give  up  all  our  hearts  to  him  ; 

Of  nothing  speak,  or  think  beside  ; 

The  Lord,  my  love,  is  crucify'd. 

HYMN    91.     Eights  and  Sevens. 
Love  Divine. 

IOVE  divine,  all  loves  excelling, 
A  Joy  of  heav'n  to  earth  come  down  ! 
Fix  in  us  thy  humble  dwelling  ; 
All  thy  faithful  mercies  crown. 
Jesus,  thou  art  all  compassion, 

Pure,  unbounded  love  thou  art  : 
Visit  us  with  thy  salvation, 
Enter  ev'ry  trembling  heart. 

2  Breathe,  Oh,  breathe  thy  loving  spirit 
Into  ev'ry  troubled  breast : 

Let  us  all  in  thee  inherit, 

Let  us  find  thy  promis'd  rest  ; 

Take  away  the  love  of  sinning, 
.Take  our  load  of  guilt  away  ; 

End  the  work  of  thy  beginning, 
Bring  us  to  eternal  day. 

3  Carry  on  thy  new  creation, 
Pure  and  holy  may  we  be  ; 

Let  us  see  our  whole  salvation, 
Perfectly  secur'd  bv  Thee  j 


HYMN    XCn. 

Change  from  glory  into  glory, 

'Till  in  heav'n  we  take  our  place  ; 

'Till  we  cast  our  crowns  before  Thee, 
Lost  in  wonder,  love  and  praise. 

HYMN    92.       C.  M. 

Healing  Mercy  in  Jesus. 

HEAL  us,  Emmanuel,  here  we  stand 
Waiting  to  feel  thy  touch  ; 
To  wounded  souls  stretch  forth  thy  hand, 
Blest  Saviour,  we  are  such, 

2  Our  faith  is  weak,  our  strength  is  small, 
We  faintly  trust  thy  word  ; 

Sure  thou  wilt  hear  the  mourner  call, 
And  say  «  behold  thy  Lord." 

3  Thou  pity'dst  him  who  once  apply'd 
With  trembling  for  relief ; 

"  Lord,  I  believe,"  with  tears  he  cry'd, 
«  Oh,  help  my  unbelief." 

4  She  too  who  touch'd  thee  in  the  press, 
And  healing  virtue  stole, 

Was  answered,  "  Daughter,  go  in  peace, 
«  Thy  faith  hath  made  thee  whole." 

5  Likeher  with  hopes  and  fears  we  come, 
To  touch  thee  if  we  may  ; 

Oh  i  send  us  not  despairing  home, 
Send  none  unheal'd  away. 

HYMN  93.       C.  M. 

Walking- xoUh  God.     Gen.  v.  24/ 

OH  !  for  a  closer  walk  with  God, 
A  calm  and  heav'nly  frame  ; 
A  light  to  shine  upon  the  road, 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb  ! 


7&  HYMN    XCIV. 

2  Where  is  the  blessedness  I  knew 
When  first  I  saw  the  Lord  ? 

Where  is  the  soul-refreshing"  view 
Of  Jesus  and  his  word  ? 

3  What  peaceful  hours  I  once  enjoy'd  ! 
How  sweet  their  mem'ry  still  ! 

But  they  have  left  an  aching  void, 
The  world  can  never  fill. 

4  Return,  O  holy  Dove,  return, 
Sweet  messenger  of  rest ; 

1  hate  the  sins  that  made  thee  mourn, 

And  drove  thee  from  my  breast. 

5  The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 
Whate'er  that  idol  be, 

Help  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne, 
And  worship  only  thee. 

6  So  shall  my  walk  be  close  with  God, 
Calm  and  serene  my  frame  ; 

So  purer  light  shall  mark  the  road, 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 

HYMN   94.      Tens  and  Elevens. 

The  Lord  it/ill  Provide. 

-I  ho'  troubles  assail,  and  dangers  affright, 
Tho'  friends  should  all  fail,  and  foes  all  unite  ; 
Yet  one  thing  secures  us,  whatever  betide, 
The  Scripture  assures  us,  that  God  will  provide. 

2  The  birds  without  barn  or  strorehouse  are  fed, 
From  them  let  us  learn  to  trust  for  our  bread  : 
His  saints  what  is  fitting,   shall  ne'er  be  deny'd, 
So  long  as  'tis  written,  the  Lord  will  provide. 

3  We  may  like  the  ships,  by  tempests  be  tost 
On  perilous  deeps,  but  cannot  be  lost : 


HYMN    XCV.  79 

I  Though  Satan  enrages  the  wind  and  the  tide, 
f  His  promise  engages,  the  Lord  will  provide. 

4  His  call  we  obey,  like  Abra'm  of  old. 

Not  knowing  our  way,  but  faith  makes  us  bold; 
For  though  we  are  strangers,  we  have  a  good 

guide, 
And  trust  in  all  dangers,  the  Lord  will  provide. 

5  When  Satan  appears  to  stop  up  our  path, 
And  fill  us  with  fears,  we  triumph  by  faith  ; 

He  cannot  take  from  us,  though  oft  he  has  try'd, 
This  heart-cheering  promise,  the  Lord  will  pro- 
vide. 

6  He  tells  us  we're  weak,  our  hope  is  in  vain, 
The  good  that  we  seek  we  ne'er  shall  obtain  ; 
But  when  such  suggestions  our  spirits  have  ply'd, 
This  answers  all  questions,  the  Lord  will  pro- 
vide. 

7  No  strength  of  our  own,  or  goodness  we  claim. 
Yet  since  we  have  known  the  Saviour's  great 

name, 
In  this  our  strong  tow'r  for  safety  we  hide, 
The  Lord  is  our  pow'r,  and  he  will  provide. 

8  When  life  sinks  apace,  and  death  is  in  view* 
This  word  of  his  grace  shall  comfoiv.  us  through : 
No  fearing  or  doubting,  with  Christ  on  our  side* 
We  hope  to  die  shouting,  the  Lord  will  provide. 

HYMN    95.       C.  M. 

Aaron  a  Type  of  Christ. 

SEE  Aaron,  God's  anointed  priest, 
Within  the  veil  appear, 
In  robes  of  mystic  meaning  drest, 
Presenting  Israel's  prayer. 


&>*  HYMN    XCVI. 

2  The  plate  of  gold  wliich  crowns  his  brtrws, 
His  holiness  describes  ; 

His  breast  displays  in  shining  rows, 
The  names  of  all  the  tribes. 

3  "With  tfie  atoning  blood  he  stands 
Before  the  mercy-seat, 

And  clouds  of  incense  from  his  hands 
Arise  with  odour  sweet. 

4  Through  him,  the  eye  of  faith  descries 
A  greater  spriest  than  he  : 

Thus  Jesus  pleads  above  the  skies, 
For  you,  my  friends,  and  me. 

5  He  bears  the  names  of  all  his  saints, 
Deep  on  his  heart  engrav'd ; 

Attentive  to  the  state  and  wants 
Of  all  his  love  has  savM. 

6  In  him  a  holiness  complete, 
Light  and  perfection  shine, 

And  wisdom,  grace,  and  glory  meet ; 
A  Saviour  all  divine. 

HYMN    96.       S.  M. 

The  vanity  of  Balaam* $  ivish: 

OW  blest  the  righteous  are, 
When  they  resign  their  breath  ! 
No  wonder  Balaam  wish'd  to  share, 
In  such  a  happy  death. 

%  "  Oh  !  let  me  die,  said  he, 

"  The  death  the  righteous  do, 
"  When  life  is  ended,  let  me  be 

"  Found  with  the  faithful  few." 

3  The  force  of  truth  how  great  ! 
When  enemies  confess. 


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HYMN    XCVH.  81 

None  but  the  righteous,  whom  they  hate, 
A  solid  hope  possess. 

4  But  Balaam's  wish  was  vain  •; 

His  heart  was  insincere  : 
He  thirsted  for  unrighteous  gain, 

And  sought  a  portion  here. 

•5  He  seem'd  the  Lord  to  know, 

And  to  offend  him  loth  ; 
But  Mammon  prov'd  his  overthrow, 
"For  none  can  serve  them  both. 

6  May  we,  O  Lord  most  high, 

Warning  from  hence  receive, 
If  like  the  righteous  we  would  die, 

To  choose  the  life  they  live. 

HYMN    97.       L.  M. 

Ji&  thy  days,  so  shall  thy  strength  be, 
Deut.  xxxiii.  25. 

AFFLICTED  saint,  to  Christ  draw  near, 
Thy  Saviour's  gracious  promise  hear ; 
His  faithful  word  declares  to  thee, 
That  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be, 

2  Let  not  thy  heart  despond  and  say, 
*'  How  shall  I  stand  the  trying  day  ?" 
He  has  engag'd  by  firm  decree, 
That  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be. 

3  Thy  faith  is  weak,  thy  foes  are  strong  ; 
And  though  the  conflict  should  be  long, 
Thy  Lord  will  make  the  tempter  flee  ; 
For  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be. 

4  Should  persecution  rage  and  flame, 
Still  trust  in  thy  Redeemer's  name  ; 
In  fi'ry  trials  thou  shalt  see, 

That  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be. 
4* 


32  HYMN    XCVIM. 

5  When  call'd  to  bear  the  weighty  cross, 
Of  sore  affliction,  pain,  or  loss, 

Or  deep  distress,  or  poverty, 

Still  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be. 

6  When  ghastly  death  appears  in  view, 
Christ's  presence  shall  thy  fears  subdue  ; 
He  comes  to  set  thy  spirit  free, 

And  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be. 

HYMN    98.       C.  M. 

Cfirist  the  desire  of  all  Natiotis* 
Hag.  ii.  7.    Cant.  i.  3- 

INFINITE  excellence  is  thine, 
Thou  lovely  prince  of  grace  ! 
Thine  uncreated  beauties  shine, 
With  never-fading  rays. 

2  Sinners  from  earth's  remotest  end, 
Come  bending  at  thy  feet ; 

To  thee  their  pray'rs  and  vows  ascend, 
In  thee  their  wishes-  meet. 

3  Thy  name  as  precious  ointment  shecj, 
Delights  the  church  around  ; 

>Sweetly  the  sacred  odors  spread, 
Through  all  Emmanuel's  ground. 

4  Millions  of  happy  spirits  live 
On  thy  exhaustless  store  ; 

From  thee  they  all  their  bliss  receive, 
And  still  thou  givest  more. 

5  Thou  art  their  triumph  and  their  joy ; 
They  find  their  all  in  thee  ; 

Thy  glories  will  their  tongues  employ, 
Through  all  eternity. 


HYMN    XC1X.  3J 

! 

HYMN    99.       L.  M. 
Christ  our  Example.     John  xiii.  15. 
HENE'ER  the  angry  passions  rise, 


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And  tempt  our  thoughts  or  tongues  to  strife, 
To  Jesus  let  vis  lift  our  eyes, 
Bright  pattern  of  the  Christian  life  \ 

I  See  how  benevolent  and  kind  ! 
How  mild  !  how  ready  to  forgive  ! 
Be  this  the  temper  of  our  mind, 
And  these  the  rules  by  which  we  live. 

3  To  do  his  heav'nly  Father's  will, 
Was  bis  employment  and  delight ; 
Humility  and  holy  zeal 

Shone  through  his  life  divinely  bright. 

4  Dispensing  good  where'er  he  came. 
The  labors  of  his  life  were  love  : 

Ff  we  regard  the  Saviour's  name, 
Let  his  divine  example  move. 

5  But  ah,  how  blind  !  how  weak  we  are  I 
How  frail !  how  apt  to  turn  aside  ! 
Lord,  we  depend  upon  thy  care, 

And  ask  thy  Spirit  for  our  guide. 

6  Thy  fair  example  may  we  trace, 
To  teach  us  what  we  ought  to  be  ; 

Make  us  by  thy  transforming  grace,  % 

Dear  Saviour,  daily  more  like  thee. 

HYMN    100.      C.  M. 

Christ  the  Pearl  of  Great  Price.     Matt.  Sail.  4& 

YE  glitt'ring  toys  of  earth,  adieu, 
A  nobler  choice  be  mine  ; 
A  real  prize  attracts  my  view, 
A  treasure  all  divine* 


84  HYMN    CI. 

2  Begone,  unworthy  of  my  cares, 
Ye  specious  baits  of  sense, 

Inestimable  worth  appears, 
The  pearl  of  price  immense  ! 

3  Jesus,  to  multitudes  unknown, 
O  name  divinely  sweet ! 

Jesus,  in  thee,  in  thee  alone, 
Wealth,  honor,  pleasure  meet ! 

4  Should  both  the  Indies  at  my  call, 
Their  boasted  stores  resign  : 

With  joy  I  would  renounce  them  all, 
For  leave  to  call  thee  mine. 

5  Should  earth's  vain  treasures  all  depart, 
Of  this  dear  gift  possess' d, 

I'd  clasp  it  to  my  joyful  heart, 
And  think  myself  most  bless'd. 

6  Dear  sovereign  of  my  soid's  desires, 
Thy  love  is  bliss  divine  ; 

Accept  the  wish  that  love  inspires, 
And  bid  me  call  thee  mine. 

HYMN    101.       L.    M. 

Christ  the  Physician  of  Souls.     Jer.  viii.  22. 

BEEP  are  the  wounds  which  sin  hath  made  ; 
Where  shall  the  sinner  find  a  cure  ! 
In  vain,  alas,  is  nature's  aid, 
The  work  exceeds  all  nature's  pow'r. 

2  Sin  like  a  raging'  fever,  reigns 
With  fatal  strength,  in  every  part ; 
The  dire  contagion  fills  the  veins, 
And  spreads  its  poison  to  the  heart. 

3  And  can  no  sov'reign  balm  be  found  ? 
And  is  no  kind  Physician  nigh, 


HYMN    CIL  85 

To  ease  the  pain,  and  heal  the  wound, 
Ere  life  and  nope  for  ever  fly  ? 

4  There  is  a  great  Physician  near, 
Look  up,  O  fainting-  soul  and  live  ; 
See  in  his  heav'nly  smiles  appear, 
Such  ease  as  nature  cannot  give  ! 

5  See,  in  the  Saviour's  dying  blood, 
Life,  health,  and  bliss  abundant  flow  ; 
'Tis  only  this  dear  sacred  flood, 

Can  cleanse  the  heart,  and  heal  its  woe, 

6  Sin  throws  in  vain  its  pointed  dart, 
For  here  a  sov'reign  cure  is  found  ; 
A  cordial  for  a  fainting  heart, 

A  balm  for  every  painful  wound. 

HYMN    102.      L.  M. 

Christ  the  Christian's  sufficiency* 

"T^TOW  in  a  song  of  grateful  praise, 
J3I    To  my  dear  Lord  my  voice  Til  raise  ; 
With  all  the  saints  I'll  join  to  tell, 
That  Jesus  hath  done  all  things  well. 

2  I  spurn'd  his  grace,  I  broke  his  lawsf 
And  then  he  undertook  my  cause  ; 

To  save  me  when  I  did  rebel, 
My  Jesus  hath  done  all  things  well. 

3  And  since  my  soul  hath  known  his  lov?, 
What  blessings  hath  he  made  me  prove  % 
Mercy,  which  doth  all  praise  excel ; 

For  Jesus  hath  done  all  things  well. 

4  Whene'er  my  Saviour  and  my  God, 
Hath  on  me  laid  his  gentle  rod ; 

I  know  in  all  which  hath  befel, 
That  Jesus  hath  done  all  things  well. 


86  HYMN    CIII. 

5  Sometimes  the  Lord  his  face  doth  liide, 
To  make  me  pray  and  kill  my  pride  ; 
Yet  on  my  heart  it  still  doth  dwell, 

That  Jesus  hath  done  all  things  well. 

6  Soon  I  shall  "pass  this  vale  of  death, 
And  in  his  arms  shall  lose  my  breath  ; 
And  then  my  happy  soul  shall  tell, 
How  Jesus  hath  done  all  things  well. 

HYMN    103.       L.  M. 

The  Effects  of  the  Fall  lamented. 

SEE  human  nature  sunk  in  shame  : 
See  scandals  pour'd  on  Jcsu's  name  -% 
The  Father  wounded  through  the  Son  ; 
The  world  abus'd,  the  soul  undone. 

2  See  the  short  course  of  vain  delight, 
Closing"  in  everlasting-  night ; 

In  flames  that  no  abatement  know, 
Kindled  by  sin  the  source  of  woe. 

3  My  God,  I  feel  the  mournful  scene  ; 
My  bowels  yearn  o'er  dying  men ; 
And  fain  my  pity  would  reclaim, 

And  snatch  the  fire-brands  from  the  flame. 

4  But  feeble  my  compassion  proves, 
And  can  but  weep  where  most  it  loves : 
Thy  own  all-saving  arm  employ, 

And  turn  these  drops  of  grief  to  joy. 


hymn  ciy.  & 

HYMN    104.       L.  IL 

Seeking  to  God  for  the  communication  of  his  Spirit- 
Ezek.  xxxvi.  37. 

HEAR,  gracious  sovereign,  from  thy  throfte, 
And  send  thy  various  blessings  down  ; 
While  by  thine  Israel  thou  art  sought, 
Oh,  hear  the  pray'r  thy  word  hath  taught. 

2  Come,  sacred  Spirit,  from  above, 
And  fill  the  coldest  heart  with  love  ; 
Soften  to  flesh  the  rugged  stone, 
And  let  thy  godlike  pow'r  be  known. 

3  Speak  thou,  and  from  the  haughtiest  eyes? 
Shall  floods  of  pious  sorrow  rise  ; 

While  all  their  glowing  souls  are  borne, 
To  seek  that  grace  which  now  they  scorn'. 

4  Oh,  let  a  holy  flock  await, 
Num'rous  around  thy  temple  gate, 
Each  pressing  on  with  zeal  to  be, 
A  living  sacrifice  to  thee. 

5  In  answer  to  our  fervent  cries, 
Give  us  to  see  thy  church  arise ; 
Or,  if  that  blessing  seem  too  great, 
Give  us  to  mourn  its  low  estate. 

HYMN    105.       L.  M. 

The  leadings  of  the  Spirit.     Rom.  viii.  14 

COME,  gracious  Spirit,  heav'nly  dove, 
With  light  and  comfort  from  above  » 
Be  thou  our  guardian,  thou  our  guide, 
O'er  ev'ry  thought  and  step  preside. 
2  Conduct  us  safe,  conduct  us  far 
From  ev'ry  sin  and  hurtful  snare ;. 
Lead  to  thy  word  that  rules  must  give* 
And  teach  us  lessons  how  to  Eve,. 


38  HYMN    CVI. 

3  The  light  of  truth  to  us  display, 

And  make  us  know  and  choose  thy  way ; 

Plant  holy  fear  in  ev'ry  heart, 

That  we  from  God  may  ne'er  depart. 

4  Lead  us  to  holiness,  the  road 

That  we  must  take  to  dwell  with  God  ; 
Lead  us  to  Christ,  the  living  way, 
Nor  let  U9  from  his  pastures  stray. 

5  Lead  us  to  God,  our  final  rest, 
In  his  enjoyment  to  be  bless'd  ; 
Lead  us  to  heav'n,  the  seat  of  bliss, 
Where  pleasure  in  perfection  is. 

HYMN    106.       Eights. 

The  Influences  of  the  Spirit  desired. 
TERNAL  Spirit,  source  of  light, 


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Enliv'ning  consecrating  fire, 
Descend,  and  with  celestial  heat 

Our  dull,  our  frozen  hearts  inspire : 
Our  souls  refine,  our  dross  consume  ! 
Come,  condescending  Spirit,  come  ! 

2  In  our  cold  breasts,  Oh,  strike  a  spark 
Of  the  pure  flame  which  seraphs  feel, 

Nor  le-t  us  wander  in  the  dark, 

Or  lie  benumb'd  and  stupid  still : 
Come,  vivifying  Spirit,  come, 
And  make  our  hearts  thy  constant  home  ! 

3  Let  pure  devotion's  fervors  rise  ; 
Let  ev'ry  pious  passion  glow  ; 

Oh,  let  the  raptures  of  the  skies, 

Kindle  in  our  cold  hearts  below  ! 
Come,  condescending  Spirit,  come, 
And  make  our  souls  thv  constant  home  ! 


HYMN    CVH.  89 

HYMN    107.       L.  M. 

The  Influences  of  the  Spirit  experienced, 
John  xiv.  16,  17, 
CJ URE  the  blest  Comforter  is  nigh, 

0  'Tis  he  sustains  my  fainting  heart ; 
Else  would  my  hope  for  ever  die, 
And  ev'ry  cheering  ray  depart. 

2  When  some  kind  promise  glads  my  soul, 
Do  I  not  find  his  healing  voice 

Thef  temp  est  of  my  fears  control, 
And  bid  my  droojDing  pow'rs  rejoice  ? 

3  Whene'er  to  call  the  Saviour  mine, 
With  ardent  wish  my  heart  aspires ; 
Can  it  be  less  than  pow'r  divine, 
Which  animates  these  strong  desires  ? 

4  What  less  than  thy  almighty  word 
Can  raise  my  heart  from  earth  and  dust, 
And  bid  me  cleave  to  thee,  my  Lord, 
My  life,  my  treasure,  and  my  trust  ? 

5  And  when  my  cheerful  hope  can  say, 

1  love  my  God,  and  taste  his  grace  ; 
Lord,  is  it  not  thy  blissful  ray, 

Which  brings  this  dawn  of  sacred  peace  ? 

6  Let  thy  kind  Spirit  in  my  heart 
For  ever  dwell,  O  God  of  love, 
And  light  and  heav'nly  peace  impart, 
Sweet  earnest  of  the  joys  above. 

HYMN    108.       L.  M. 

The  grieved  Spirit  entreated  not  to  depart, 
Psalm  li.  11. 

STAY,  thou  insulted  Spirit,  stay, 
Thos  I  have  done  thee  such  despite, 


90  HYMN    C1X. 

Cast  not  a  sinner  quite  away, 
Nor  take  thine  everlasting  flight ; 

2  Tho'  I  have  most  unfaithful  been 
Of  all,  who'er  thy  grace  receiv'd, 

Ten  thousand  times  thy  goodness  seen. 
Ten  thousand  times  thy  goodness  griev'cl 

3  But  Oh  !  the  chief  of  sinners  spare, 
In  honor  of  my  great  high-priest ; 
Nor  in  thy  righteous  anger  swear, 

1  shall  not  see  thy  people's  rest. 

4  If  yet  thou  canst  my  sins  forgive, 
E'en  now,  O  Lord,  relieve  my  woes ; 
Into  thy  rest  of  love  receive, 

And  bless  me  with  a  calm  repose. 

5  E'en  now  my  weary  soul  release, 
And  raise  me  by  thy  gracious  hand  ! 
Guide  me  into  thy  perfect  peace, 
And  bring  me  to  the  promis'd  land. 

HYMN    109.       C.  M. 

The  Spirit  of  God  insensibly  withdrawn . 
Judges  xvi.  20. 

A  PRESENT  God  is  all  our  strength, 
And  all  our  joy  and  hope  ; 
When  he  withdraws,  our  comforts  die, 
And  every  grace  must  droop. 

2  But  flatt'ring  trifles  charm  our  hearts, 
To  court  their  false  embrace, 

Till  justly  this  neglected  friend 
Averts  his  angry  face. 

3  He  leaves  us,  and  we  miss  him  not. 
But  go  presumptuous  on ; 

Till  baffled,  wounded,  and  enslav'd, 
^\'e  learn,  that  God  is  gone. 


HYMN    CX.  M 

And  what,  my  soul,  can  then  remain, 
One  ray  of  light  to  give  ? 
iver'd  from  him  their  better  life, 
How  can  his  children  live  ? 
Hence,  all  ye  painted  forms  of  joy, 
And  leave  my  heart  to  mourn  ; 
would  devote  these 'eyes  to  tears, 
Till  cheer'd  by  his  return. 
Look  back,  my  Lord,  and  own  the  place, 
Where  once  thy  temple  stood ; 
'or  lo  !  its  ruins  bear  the  mark 
Of  rich  atoning  blood. 

HYMN   110.      Sevens. 

Sin  betvailed. 

COME,  my  soul,  thy  suit  prepare, 
Jesus  loves  to  answer  pray'r ; 
:Ie  himself  has  bid  thee  pray, 
Rise  and  ask  without  delay. 

2  With  my  burden  I  begin,  _ 
Lord  !  remove  this  load  of  sin  ! 
Let  thy  blood  for  sinners  spilt, 
Set  my  conscience  free  from  guilt. 

3  Lord  !  I  come  to  thee  for  rest, 
Take  possession  of  my  breast  ; 
There  thy  blood-bought  right  maintain, 
And  without  a  rival  reign. 

4  As  the  image  in  the  glass 
Answers  the  beholders  face  ; 
Thus  unto  my  heart  appeal-, 

Print  thine  own  resemblance  there. 

5  While  I  am  a  pilgrim  here, 
Let  thy  love  my  spirit  cheer  ; 


92  HYMN    CXI. 

As  my  Guide,  my  Guard,  my  Friend, 
Lead  me  to  my  journey's  end. 

6  Shew  me  what  I  have  to  do, 
Ev'ry  hour  my  strength  renew  ; 
Let  me  live  a  life  of  faith, 
Let  me  die  thy  people's  death. 

HYMN    111.       L.  M. 

Prayer  for  Quickening  Grace. 

OUR  wishes  would  our  ruin  prove, 
Could  we  our  wretched  choice  obtain, 
Before  we  feel  the  Saviour's  love, 
Kindling  our  love  to  him  again. 

2  But  when  our  hearts  perceive  his  worth, 
Desires  till  then  unknown,  take  place  ; 
Our  spirits  cleave  no  more  to  earth, 

But  pant  for  holiness  and  grace. 

3  And  dost  thou  say,  "  Ask  what  thou  wilt ;" 
Lord,  1  will  seize  the  golden  hour ; 

I  pray  to  be  releas'd  from  guilt, 

And  freed  from  sin  and  Satan's  pow'r. 

4  More  of  thy  presence,  Lord  impart, 
More  of  thine  image  let  me  bear  ; 
Erect  thy  throne  within  my  heart, 
And  reign  without  a  rival  there. 

HYMN    112.       C.  M. 

Faittis  Review  and  Expectation* 
4  MAZING  grace  !  (how  sweet  the  sound) 
J\.  That  sav'd  a  wretch  like  me  ! 
1  once  was  lost,  but  now  am  found, 
Was  blind,  but  now  I  see. 


hymn  cxm. 

'Twas  grace  that  taught  my  heart  to  fear, 
And  grace  my  fears  reliev'd ; 
!ow  precious  did  that  grace  appear, 
The  hour  I  first  believ'd  ! 
Thro'  many  dangers,  toils,  and  snares, 
I  have  already  come  ; 
|ris  grace  that  brought  me  safe  thus  far, 
And  grace  will  lead  me  home. 

[!•  The  Lord  has  promis'd  good  to  me, 

His  word  my  hope  secures  ; 
[rle  will  my  shield  and  portion  be, 

As  long  as  life  endures. 

5  Yes,  when  this  flesh  and  heart  shall  fail, 
And  mortal  life  shall  cease  ; 

1  shall  possess  within  the  veil, 
A  life  of  joy  and  peace. 

6  The  earth  shall  soon  dissolve  like  snow. 
The  sun  forbear  to  shine  ; 

But  God  who  calTd  me  here  below, 
Will  be  for  ever  mine. 

HYMN    113.      L.  M. 

The  Pressure  of  Sin. 

OH,  that  my  load  of  sin  were  gone, 
Oh,  that  I  could  as  last  submit, 
At  Jesu's  feet  to  lay  me  down, 
To  lay  my  soul  at  Jesu's  feet. 

2  When  shall  mine  eyes  behold  the  Lamb* 
The  God  of  my  salvation  see  ? 

Weary,  O  Lord,  thou  know'st  I  am, 
Yet  still  I  cannot  come  to  thee. 

3  Eest  for  my  soul  I  long  to  find  ; 
Saviour,  if  mine  indeed  thou  art, 


94  HYMN    CXIV. 

Give  me  thy  meek  and  lowly  mind, 
And  stamp  thine  image  on  my  heart. 

4  I  would  (but  thou  must  give  the  pow'r) 
My  heart  were  from  its  sins  releas  d : 

Oh,  let  me  see  that  happy  hour, 

'Twill  fill  my  soul  with  heav'nly  peace. 

5  Come,  Lord,  the  drooping-  sinner  cheer, 
Let  not  my  Jesus  long-  delay, 

Appear  in  my  poor  heart, -appear, 
My  God,  my  Saviour,  come  I  pray. 

HYMN    114.       L.  M. 

A  Sinner  submitting-  to  God. 
"^ TS/'EARY  of  struggling"  with  my  pain, 
▼  T     Hopeless  to  burst  this  sinful  chain, 
At  length  1  give  the  contest  o'er, 
And  seek  to  free  myself  no  more. 

2  From  my  own  works  at  last  I  cease — 
God  that  creates  must  seal  my  peace  ; 
Fruitless  my  toil,  and  vain  my  care, 
Unless  thy  sovereign  grace  I  share. 

3  Lord,  I  despair  myself  to  heal, 
]  see  my  sin  but  cannot  feel ; 

I  cannot,  till  thy  Spirit  blow, 
And  bid  th'  obedient  waters  flow. 

4,  'Tis  thine  a  heart  of  flesh  to  give, 
Thy  gifts  I  only  can  receive  ; 
Here  then  to  thee  I  all  resign, 
To  draw,  redeem,  and  seal  is  thine. 

5  With  simple  truth  to  thee  I  call, 
My  light,  my  life,  my  Lord,  my  all : 
I  wait  the  nuking  of  the  pool — 
I  wait  the  word  that  speaks  me  whole. 


HYMN     CXV.  95 

}5  .Speak,  gracious  Lord,  my  sickness  cure, 

1  Make  my  infected  nature  pure  ; 
[Peace,  righteousness,  and  joy  impart, 
[And  pour  thyself  into  my  heart. 

HYMN    115.      L.  M. 

Invitation  to  Sinners. 

SINNERS,  obey  the  gospel  word, 
Haste  to  the  supper  of  your  Lord  ; 
Be  wise  to  know  your  gracious  day, 
All  things  are  ready,  come  away. 

2  Ready  the  Father  is  to  own, 
And  kiss  his  late  returning  son  ; 
Ready  the  gracious  Saviour  stands, 
And  spreads  for  you  his  bleeding  hands. 

3  Ready  the  Spirit  from  above, 
To  fill  the  sinful  heart  with  love  ; 
T'  apply  and  witness  Jesu's  blood ; 
And  wash  and  seal  you  sons  of  God. 

4  Ready  for  you  the  angels  wait, 
To  triumph  in  your  blest  estate ; 
Tuning  their  harps  by  which  they  praise3 
The  wonders  of  redeeming  grace. 

5  Come  then,  ye  sinners,  to  the  Lord, 
To  happiness  in  Christ  restored  -y 

His  proffer  d  benefits  embrace, 
The  plenitude  of  gospel  grace. 

6  Oh,  quit  this  world's  delusive  charms, 
And  quickly  fly  to  Jesu's  arms  ; 
Wrestle,  until  your  God  is  known, 

Till  you  can  call  the  Lord  your  own* 


96  HYMN    CXVI. 

HYMN    116       C.  M. 

Fortitude  under  Reproaches. 

DID'ST  thou,  dear  Jesus,  suffer  shame, 
And  bear  the  cross  for  me  ? 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  thy  name, 
Or  shall  I  basely  flee  ? 

2  Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  should  dread, 
To  suffer  shame  or  loss  ; 

Oh,  let  me  in  thy  footsteps  tread, 
And  glory  in  thy  cross. 

3  Inspire  my  soul  with  life  divine; 
And  holy  courage  bold  ; 

Let  knowledge,  faith  and  meekness  shine, 
Nor  love,  nor  zeal  grow  cold. 

4  Say  to  my  soid,  why  dost  thou  fear 
The  face  of  feeble  man  ? 

Behold  thy  heav'nly  captain's  here, 
Before  thee  in  the  van. 

5  Oh,  how  my  soul  would  rise  and  run, 
At  this  reviving"  word  ; 

Nor  any  painfid  suff'rings  shun, 
To  follow  thee,  my  Lord. 

6  Let  sinful  men  reproach,  defame, 
And  call  me  what  they  will ; 

If  I  may  gloi-ify  thy  name, 
And  be  thy  servant  still. 

HYMN    117.       C.  M. 

The  Gospel  suited  to  the  -wants  of  alt- 

JESUS,  thy  blessing's  are  not  few, 
Nor  is  thy  g-ospei  weak  ; 
Thy  grace  can  melt  the  stubborn  Jew, 
And  heal  the  dying  Greek. 


hymn   cxvnr.  -$T 

Wide  as  the  reach  of  Satan's  rage, 

Does  thy  salvation  flow ; 
%9s  not  confin'd  to  sex  or  age, 

The  lofty  or  the  low. 

While  grace  is  ofFer'd  to  the  prince, 

The  poor  may  take  their  share  ; 
No  mortal  has  a  just  pretence, 

To  perish  in  despair. 
1  Come,  all  ye  wretched  sinners,  corn's, 

He'll  form  your  souls  anew ; 
His  gospel  and  his  heart  have  room 

For  rebels  such  as  you. 

HYMN    118.       L.  M. 

The  Excellency  of  the  Priesthood^  of  Christ. 

il 


Tesus  the  most  illustrious  stands  : 
[The  radiant  beauty  of  his  face 

1  Superior  love  and  awe  demands. 

2  Not  Aaron  or  Melchizedeck 
Could  claim  such  high  deseent  as  he, 
His  nature  and  his  name  bespeak 

His  unexampled  pedigree 

3  Descending  from  the  throne  above, 
He  bears  th'  endearing  name-of  Son  ; 
Dress'd  in  our  flesh  and  mov'd  by  love, 
He  puts  Ins  priestly  garments  on. 

4  See  !  he  presents  his  sacrifice, 
An  offering  most  divinely  sweet ; 
While  clouds  of  fragrant  incense  rise, 
And  cover  o'er  the  mercy  seat. 

5  The  Father  with  approving  smile, 
Accepts  the  off 'ring  of  his  Son  ; 


J 


^8  HYMN    CXIX. 

New  joys  the  wond'ring  angels  fee], 
And  haste  to  bear  the  tidings  down. 
6  The  welcome  news  their  lips  repeat, 
Rives  sacred  pleasure  to  my  breast ; 
Henceforth,  my  soul,  thy  cause  commit 
To  Christ,  thy  advocate  and  priest. 

HYMN  119.       L.    M. 

Christ  t/ie  Way  to  the  Heavenly  Canaan. 

ESUS,  my  all,  to  heav'n  is  gone, 
He  whom  I  fix  my  hopes  upon  ; 
His  track  I  see,  and  I'll  pursue 
The  narrow  way  till  him  I  view. 

2  The  way  the  holy  prophets  went, 
The  road  that  leads  from  banishment, 
The  king's  highway  of  holiness 

I'll  go,  for  all  his  paths  are  peace. 

3  This  is  the  way  I  long  have  sought, 
And  mourn'd  because  J  found  it  not ; 
My  grief,  my  burden  long  has  been. 
Because  I  could  not  cease  from  sin. 

4  The  more  I  strove  against  its  pow'r, 
I  sinn'd  and  stumbled  but  the  more  ; 
Till  late  I  heard  my  Saviour  say, 
Gome  hither,  soul,  "lam  the  way." 

5  Lo  !  giad  I  come,  and  thou,  blest  Lamb, 
Shall  take  me  to  thee  as  I  am ; 

Nothing  but  sin  I  thee  can  give, 
Nothing  but  love  shall  I  receive. 

6  Then  will  I  tell  to  sinners  round. 
What  a  dear  Saviour  I  have   found  ; 
I'll  point  to  thy  redeeming  blood, 
And  say,  "  Behold  the  way  to  God." 


HYMN    CXX.  99 

HYMN    120.       C.    M. 

^fercy  prevailing.     Ezek.  xvi.  '63. 

ONCE  perishing"  in  blood  I  lay, 
Creatures  no  help  could  give  ; 
But  Jesus  pass'd  me  in  the  war, 
He  saw,  and  bade  me  live. 

2  Oh,  can  I  e'er  that  day  forget, 
When  Jeaus  kindly  spoke  ! 

1  f*oor  soul,  my  blood  has  paid  thy  debt, 
"  And  now  I  break  thy  yoke. 

3  "Behold,  I  take  thee  for  my  own, 
"  And  give  myself  to  thee  ; 

"Forsake  the  idols  thou  hast  known, 
"  And  yield  thyself  to  me." 

4  Ah,  worthless  heart  i  it  promised  fair, 
And  said  it  would  be  thine  ; 

1  little  thought  it  e'er  would  dare 
Again  with  idols  join. 

5  LORD,  dost  thou  such  back-sMdings  Leal, 
And  pardon  all  that's  past  ? 

Sure,  if  I  am  not  made  of  steel, 
I  shall  relent  at  last. 

6  My  tongue,  which  rashly  spake  before, 
Thy  mercy  will  restrain  ; 

Surely  I  now  shall  boast  no  more, 
Nor  censure  nor  complain. 

HYMN    121.     L.  M. 

The  potter  of  Divine  Grace  in  answer  to  Prayer, 
Ezek.  xxxvi.  25—28.  37. 

THE  Lord  proclaims  his  grace  abroad : 
Behold  I  change  your  hearts  of  stone  ! 
Ye  shall  renounce  each  idol-god, 
And  serve  and  praise  the  Lord  alone. 


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100  HYMN    CXXIL 

2  My  grace,  a  flowing-  stream,  proceeds, 
To  wash  your  filthiness  away  ; 

Ye  shall  abhor  your  former'  deeds, 
And  learn  my  statutes  to  obey. 

3  My  truth  the  great  design  insures, 

1  give  myself  away  to  you  ; 

Ye  shall  be  mine,  I  will  be  yours, 
Your  GOD  unalterably  true. 

4  Yet  not  unsought,  nor  unimplor'd, 
The  plenteous  grace  will  I  confer  ; 

No — your  whole  hearts  shall  seek  the  Lord, 
J '11  put  a  praying  spirit  there. 

5  From  the  first  breath  of  life  divine, 
Down  to  the  last  expiring  hour  ; 
The  gracious  work  shall  all  be  mine, 
Begun  and  ended  in  my  pow'r. 

HYMN    122.       C.    M. 

The  Leper  Healed,     Matt.  viii.  2,  3- 

WHEN  the  poor  leper's  case  I  read, 
My  own  describ'd  I  feel ; 
Sin  is  a  leprosy  indeed, 

Which  none  but  CHRIST  can  heal. 

2  What  anguish  did  my  soul  endure, 
Till  hope  and  patience  ceas'd  ? 

The  more  I  strove  myself  to   cure, 
The  more  the  plague  increas'd. 

3  While  thus  I  lay  distress' d  I  saw 
The  Saviour  passing  by  ; 

To  him,  though  fill'd  with  shame  and  awe. 
I  rais'd  my  mournful  cry. 

4  LORD,  thou  canst  heal  me  if  thou  wiK 
Ob,  pity  to  me  shew  ; 


HYMN    CXXJU.  101 

51  Oh,  cleanse  my  lep'rous  soul  from  guilt, 
My  filthy  heart  renew.    " 

5  He  heard,  and  with  a  gracious  look, 
Pronounc'd  the  healing  word  ; 

"I  Will — be  clean,"  and  while  he  spoke, 
I  felt  my  heart  restorM. 

6  Come,  sinners,  seize  the  present  hour, 
The  Saviour's  grace  to.  prove  ; 

He  can  relieve,  for  he  is  pow'r ; 
He  will,  for  he  is  lova. 

HYMN    123.       L.  M. 

Bawenness  and  Indwelling  Sin. 

LORD,  I'm  defil'd  in  ev'ry  part, 
Barren  my  life,  and  colcTmy  heart, 
Yet  sometimes  through  thy  sovereign  grace, 

1  catch  a  glimpse  at  JesVs  face. 

2  This  gives  my  drowsy  heart  a  spring, 

1  fain  would  rise,  and  fain  would  sing  ; 
But  soon  a  cloud  rolls  in  between, 
All  black  with  some  indwelling  sin. 

3  My  notes  then  faulter  on  my  tongue, 
The  foul  contag-ion  spoils  my  song  , 
But  Thou,  who  dost  the  world  control, 
Speak  but  the  word,  I  shall  be  whole. 

HYMN    124.       C.  M. 

The  Po-tver  of  Faith. 

FAITH  adds  new  charms  to  earthly  bliss, 
And  saves  me  from  its  snares ; 
Its  aid  in  ev'ry  duty  brings, 
And  softens  all  my  cares  : 

2  Extinguishes  the  thirst  of  sin, 
And  lights  the  sacred  fire, 


102  HYMN    CXXV. 

Of  love  to  God,  and  heavenly  things, 
And  feeds  the  pure  desire. 

3  The  wounded  conscience  knows  its  pow'r, 
The  healing-  balm  to  give  ; 

That  balm  the  saddest  heart  can  cheer, 
And  make  the  dying  live. 

4  Wide  it  unveils  celestial  worlds, 
Where  deathless  pleasures  reign  ; 

And  bids  me  seek  my  portion  there. 
Nor  bids  me  seek  in  vain  : 

5  Shews  me  the  precious  promise,  seaTd 
With  the  Redeemers  blood  ; 

And  helps  my  feeble  hope  to  rest 
Upon  a  faithful  God. 

6  There,  there  unshaken  would  I  rest, 
Till  this  vile  body  dies  : 

And  then  on  faith's  triumphant  wings, 
At  once  to  glory  rise. 

HYMN  125.     Eights. 
Faith    Conquering. 

THE  moment  a  sinner  believes, 
And  trusts  in  a  crucifi'd  God, 
His  pardon  at  once  he  receives, 

Redemption  in  full  through  his  blood. 
*Tis  faith  that  still  leads  us  along, 

And  lives  under  pressure  and  load, 
That  makes  us  in  weakness  more  strong, 
And  draws  the  soul  upward  to  God. 

'2  It  treads  on  the  world  and  on  hell, 
It  vanquishes  death  and  despair  : 

And  Oh  !  let  us  wonder  to  tell, 
It  wrestles  and  conquers  by  pray'r. 


HYMN    CXXVI.  103 

Permits  a  vile  worm  of  the  dust, 

With  God  to  commune  as  a  friend ; 
!  To  hope  his  forgiveness  as  just, 

And  look  for  his  love  to  the  end. 
I  3  It  says  to  the  mountains,  "  depart," 

That  stand  between  God  and  the  soul  ; 
1  It  binds  up  the  broken  in  heart, 

And  makes  wounded  consciences  whole  j 
Bids  sin  of  a  crimson-like  dye 

Be  spotless  as  snow,  and  as  white  ; 
And  raises  the  sinner  on  high, 
To  dwell  with  the  angels  of  light. 

HYMN    126.       C.  M. 

Faith  Superior  to  Sense. 

SIGHT,  hearing,  feeling*,  taste  and  smell, 
Are  gifts  we  highly  prize  ; 
But  these  may  downward  lead  to  hell, 
While  faith  to  heav'n  doth  rise. 

2  More  piercing  than  the  eagle's  sight, 
Faith  views  the  world  unknown ; 

Surveys  the  glorious  realms  of  light, 
And  JESUS  on  the  throne. 

3  It  hears  the  mighty  voice  of  God, 
And  ponders  what  he  saith  ; 

His  word  and  works,  his  gifts  and  rod? 
Have  each  a  voiffe  to  faith. 

4  It  feels  the  touch  of  heav'nly  pow'r 
And  from  the  boundless  source, 

Derives  fresh  vigor  ev'ry  hour 
To  run  its  daily  course. 

5  The  truth  and  goodness  of  the  LORD 
Are  suited  to  its  taste  ; 

Mean  is  the  worldling's  pamper'd  boardj 
To  faith's  perpetual  fe&sfc 


104  HYMN    CXXVH. 

6  Till  saving  faith  possess  the  mind, 

In  vain  of  sense  we  boast ; 
We  are  but  senseless,  tasteless,  blind, 

And  deaf,  and  dead,  and  lost. 

HYMN   127.      Sevens  and  Sixes. 

Divine  Light  breaking  mto  the   Son!. 
OMETIMES  a  light  surprises 


s 


Tlie  Christian  while  he  sing's  ; 
It  is  the  Lord  who  rises 

With  healing  on  his  wings  ; 
When  comforts  are  declining, 

He  grants  the   soul  again 
A  season  of  clear  shining, 

To  cheer  it  after  rain. 

2  In  holy  contemplation, 
We  sweetly  then  pursue, 

The  theme  of  God's  salvation, 

And  find  i^  ever  new  : 
Set  free  from  present  sorrow, 

We  cherfully  can  say, 
E'en  let  th'  unknown  to-morrow 

Bring  with  it  what  it  may. 

3  It  can  bring  with  it  nothing 
But  he  will  bear  us  thro', 

Who  gives  the  lilies  clothing, 
Will  clothe  his  people  to$ : 

Beneath  the  spreading  heav'ns, 
No  creature  but  is  fed  ; 

And  he  who  feeds  the  ravens, 
Will  give  his  children  bread. 

4  Tho'  vine  nor  fig-tree  neither 
Their  wonted  fruit  shoidd  bear, 

Tho'  all  the  fields  should  wither, 
Nor  flocks  nor  herds  be  there  ; 


HYMN     CXXViU.  10- 

Yet  God  the  same  abiding, 

His  praise  shall  tune  my  voice  ; 
For  while  in  him  confiding-, 

I  cannot  but  rejoice. 

HYMN    123.       C.    M. 

Christ  revealed  in  a  Soul  slain  by  the  Law. 

SMOTE  by  the  law  I'm  justly  slain, 
Great  God,  behold  my  case  ; 
Pity  a  sinner  fill'd  with  pain, 
Nor  drive  me  from  thy  face. 

1  Dread  terrors  fright  my  guilty  soul, 

Thy  justice  all  in  flames, 
Gives  sentence  on  this  heart  so  foul, 

So  hard,  so  full  of  crimes. 

3  'Tis  trembling  hardness  that  T  feel ; 
I  fear,  but  can't  relent, 

Perhaps  of  endless  death  the  seal : 
Oh,  that  I  could  repent ! 

4  My  pray'rs,  my  tears,  my  vows  are  vile., 
My  duties  black  with  guilt ; 

On  suck  a  wretch  can  mercy  smile, 
Tho*  Jesu's  blood  was  spilt  ? 

5  Speechless  I  sink  to  endless  night,  *. 
I  see  an  op'ning  hell : 

But  lo  !  what  glory  strikes  my  sight ! 
Such  glory  who  can  tell !  . 

6  Enrapt  in  these  bright  beams  of  peace, 
I  feel  a  gracious  God  : 

Swell,  swelHhe  note  :  Oh,  tell  his  grace  ;•    - 
Sound  his  high  praise  abroad ! 
5* 


106  HYMN    CXX1X. 

7  Now  rise,  my  soul,  adore  and  love, 

Leave  sin  and  hell  behind ; 
Give  all  thy  pow'rs  to  heav'n  above, 

And  praise  th'  eternal  mind. 

HYMN    129.       L.  M. 

On  the  Hardness  of  the  Heart. 

OH,  for  a  glance  of  heav'nly  day, 
To  take  the  stubborn  stone  away ; 
And  thaw  with  beams  of  love  divine, 
This  heart,  tins  frozen  heart  of  mine. 

2  The  rocks  can  rend,  the  earth  can  quake 
The  sea  can  roar,  the  mountains  shake  ; 

Of  feeling-  all  thing's  show  some  sign, 
But  tins  unfeeling-  heart  of  mine. 

3  Thy  judgments,  Lord,  unmov'd  J  hear, 
(Amazing-  thought  H  winch  devils  fear  j 
Goodness  and  wrath  in  vain  combine, 
To  stir  this  stupid  heart  of  mine. 

4  To  hear  the  sorrow  thou  hast  felt, 
Hear  Lord,  an  adamant  wcdd  melt ; 
But  I  can  read  each  moving  line, 
And  nothing  move  this  heart  of  mine. 

5  But  pow'r  divine  can  do  die  deed, 
And  much  to  feel  that  pcw'r  I  need  ; 
Thy  Spirit  pan  from  dross  refine, 
And  move  and  melt  this  heart  of  mine. 

6  Then,  dearest  Lord,  thy  Spirit  give, 
And  make  my  drooping  heart  revive  j 
No  longer  then  shall  T  repine, 

No  longer  mourn  this  heart  of  mine. 


HYMN    CXXX.  107 

•But  anthems  dwell  upon  my  tongue, 
ind  this  shall  ever  be  my  song", 
Twas  noug'h  but  sov'reign  love  divine, 
bhat  mov'd  this  stupid  heart  of  mine. 

HYMN    130.      Sevens. 

Christ's  Ascension. 

XJTAIL  the  day  that  sees  him  rise, 
JO.  Ravish'd  from  our  wishful  eyes  ; 
Christ  a  while  to  mortals  giv'n, 
iRe-ascends  liis  native  heav'n  ; 
(There  the  pompous  triumph  waits  ; 
"  Lift  your  heads,  eternal  gates ! 
"  Wide  unfold  the  radiant  scene, 

1  Take  the  King*  of  glory  in  \" 

2  Him  tho'  highest  heaven  receives, 
Still  he  loves  the  earth  he  leaves  ; 

I  Tho'  returning  to  his  throne, 
i  Still  he  calls  mankind  his  own  ; 
I  Still  for  us  he  intercedes, 
|  Prevalent  his  death  he  pleads  ; 
I  Next  himself  prepares  a  place, 
j  Harbinger  of  human  race. 

I  3  Master,  (may  we  ever  say) 
f  Taken  from  our  world  away  ; 

See  thy  faithful  servants,  see, 

Ever  gazing  up  to  thee  : 

Grant,  tho'  parted  from  our  sight, 

High  above  yon  azure  height, — 

Grant  our  souls  may  thither  rise, 

FolTwing  thee  beyond  the  skies. 

4  Ever  upwardlet  us  move, 
Wafted  on  the  wings  of  love, 
Looking  when  our  Lord  shall  come, 
Longing  for  a  happier  home- 


108  HYMN    CXXXI. 

There  we  shall  with  thee  remain, 
Pai*tners  of  thine  endless  reign, 
There  thy  face  unclouded  see, 
Find  a  heav'n  of  heav'ns  in  thee. 

HYMN    131.      Sevens. 

Christ's  Triumphant  Ascension. 

JESUS  our  triumphant  head, 
Ris'n  victorious  from  the  dead, 
To  the  realms  of  glory's  gone, 
To  ascend  his  rightful  throne. 

2  Cherubs  on  the  conqu'ror  gaze, 
Seraphs  glow  with  brighter  blaze  ; 
Each  bright  order  of  the  sky, 
Hails  him  as  he  passes  by  ! 

3  Saints  the  glorious  triumph  meet ; 
See  their  garments  at  his  feet ! 

By  his  scars  his  toils  are  view  d, 
And  his  garments  roll'd  in  blood  ! 

4  Heav'n  its  king  congratulates, 
Opens  wide  her  golden  gates  ; 
Angels,  songs  of  vict'ry  bring, 
All  the  blissful  regions  ring. 

5  Sinners  join  the  heav'nly  pow'rs, 
For  redemption  all  is  ours  : 
None  but  burden'd  sinners  prove 
Blood-bought  pardon,  dying  lore. 

6  Hail !  thou  dear,  thou  worthy  Lord 
Holy  Lamb  !  Incarnate  word  ! 

Hail !  thou  sufFnng  Son  of  God  ! 
Take  the  trophies  of  thy  blood.        ' 


HYMN    CXXXH.  1Q9 

HYMN    132»      L.  M. 

Hope  Encouraged  by  a  view  of  the  Divine  Perfec- 
tion.    1  Sam.  xxx.  6. 
WHY  sinks  my  weak  desponding"  mind  ? 
Why  heaves  my  heart  the  anxious  sigh  f 
Can  sovereign  goodness  be  unkind  ? 
And  I  not  safe  when  God  is  nigh  ? 
2  He  holds  all  nature  in  his  hand ;       ^ 
That  gracious  hand  on  which  I  live, 
Does  life,  and  time,  and  death  command, 
And  has  immortal  joys  to  give. 
§  'Tis  he  supports  this  fainting  frame, 
On  him  alone  my  hopes  recline  ; 
The  wond'rous  glories  of  his  name, 
How  wide  they  spread,  how  bright  they  shine ! 

4  Infinite  wisdom  !  boundless  pow'r  !( 
Unchanging  faithfulness  and  love  ! 
Here  let  me  trust,  while  I  adore, 
And  from  my  refuge  ne'er  remove. 

5  My  God,  if  thou  art  mine  indeed, 
Then  I  have  all  my  heart  can  crave  ; 
A  present  help  in  times  of  need, 
Still  kind  to  hear  and  strong  to  save. 

6  Forgive  my  doubts,  O  gracious  Lord, 
And  ease  the  sorrows  of  my  breast ; 
Speak  to  my  heart  the  healing  word, 
That  thou  art  mine — and  I  am  blest. 

HYMN    133.       C.  M. 

A  Penitent  Pleading  for  Mercy* 

LORD,  at  thy  feet  we  sinners  lie, 
And  knock  at  mercy's  door ; 
With  heavy  heart  and  downcast  eye, 
Thy  favor  we  implore. 


110  HYMN    CXXXIV. 

2  [On  us,  the  vast  extent  display 
Of  thy  forgiving"  love  ; 

Take  all  our  heinous  guilt  away, 
This  heavy  load  remove. 

3  We  sink,  with  all  this  weight  oppress'd, 
Sink  down  to  death  and  hell ; 

Oil,  give  our  troubled  spirit  rest, 
Our  num'rous  fears  dispel.] 

4  'Tis  mercy,  mercy  we  implore, 
"We  would  thy  bowels  move  ; 

Thy  grace  is  an  exhuustless  store, 
And  thou  thyself  art  love. 

5  Oh,  for  thy  own,  for  Jesu's  sake, 
Our  many  sins  forgive  ; 

Thy  grace  our  rocky  hearts  can  break, 
And  breaking  soon  relieve. 

6  Thus  melt  us  down,  thus  make  us  bend. 
And  thy  dominion  own  ; 

Nor  let  a  jjval  more  pretend 
To  repossess  thy  throne. 

HYMN    134.      Sevens. 

Rejoicing  in  Hope.     Isaiah  xxxv.  10. 
Luke  xii.  32. 

CHILDREN  of  the  heav'nly  king, 
As  ye  journey,  sweetly  sing  ; 
Sing  your  Saviours  worthy  praise, 
Glorious  in  his  works  and  ways. 

2  Ye  are  trav'ling  home  to  God, 
In  the  way  the  fathers  trod, 
They  are  happy  now,  and  ye, 
Soon  their  happiness  shall  see. 

3  Shout,  ye  little  flock,  and  blest, 
You  near  Jesu's  throne  shall  rest ; 


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HYMN    CXXXV.  Ill 

There  your  seats  are  now  prepar'd, 
There  your  kingdom  and  reward. 

4  Fear  riot,  brethren,  joyful  stand 
On  the  borders  of  your  land  : 
Jesus  Christ,  your  Father's  Son, 
Bids  you  undismayed  go  on. 

5  Lord  !  submissive  make  us  go, 
Gladly  leaving  all  below ; 

Only  thou  our  leader  be, 
And  we  still  will  follow  thee. 

HYMN    135.      L.  M. 

Return  of  Joy. 

EN  darkness  long  has  veil'd  my  mind, 
And  smiling  day  once  more  appears  ; 
Then,  my  Redeemer,  then  I  find, 
The  folly  of  my  doubts  and  fears* 

2  I  chide  my  unbelieving  heart, 
And  blush  that  I  should  ever  be 
So  prone  to  act  a  sinful  part, 
And  still  indulge  distrust  of  thee. 

3  Oh !  let  me  then  at  length  be  taught 
What  I  am  still  so  slow  to  learn  : 
That  God  is  love,  and  changes  not, 
Nor  knows  the  shadow  of  a  turn. 

4  Sweet  truth,  and  easy  to  repeat ! 
But  when  my  faith  is  sharply  try'd, 
I  find  myself  a  learner  yet,    _ 
Unskilful,  weak,  and  apt  to  slide. 

5  But,  O  my  Lord,  one  look  from  thee 
Subdues  the  disobedient  will ; 
Drives  doubt  and  discontent  away, 
And  thy  rebellious  worm  is  still, 


US  HYMN    CXXXVJ. 

6  Thou  art  as  ready  to  forgive, 

As  I  am  ready  to  repine  ; 

Lord,  therefore,  all  the  praise  receive  ; 

Bq  shame  and  self-abhorrence  mine. 

HYMN    136.       L.    M. 

Gravity  ajul  Decency. 

BEHOLD  the  sons,  the  heirs  of  God, 
So  dearly  bought  with  Jesu's  blood  ! 
Are  they  not  born  to  heav'nly  joys, 
And  shall  they  stoop  to  earthly  toys  ? 

2  Can  laughter  feed  th'  immortal  mind  ? 
Were  spirits  of  celestial  kind 

Made  for  a  jest,  for  sport  and  play, 
To  wear  out  time  and  waste  the  day  ? 

3  Doth  vain  discourse,  or  empty  mirthj 
Well  suit  the  honors  of  their  birth  ? 
Shall  they  be  fond  of  gay  attire, 
Which  children  love,  and  fools  admire  ? 

4  Lord,  with  a  he  av'n-  directed  eye, 
We'll  pass  these  glitt'ring  trifles  by  : 
Oh,  raise  our  hearts  and  passions  higher  ; 
Touch  our  vain  souls  with  sacred  fire. 

5  Then  will  we  look  on  toys  below, 
With  such  disdain  as  angeis  do  ; 
And  wait  the  call  that  bids  us  rise 
To  mansions  promis'd  in  the  skies. 

HYMN    137.       L.  M. 

A  young-  Convert  falling  into  Darkness. 

WHEN  converts  first  begin  sing, 
Their  happy  souls  are  on  the  wing  ; 
Their  theme  is  all  redeeming  love, 
Fain  would  they  be  with  Christ  above. 


HYMN    CXXXVU.  11' 

With  admiration  they  behold 
The  love  of  Christ  that  cant  be  told  ; 
riiey  vie w  themselves  upon  the  shore, 
ind  tliink  the  battle  all  is  o'er. 

J  They  feel  themselves  quite  free  from  pain, 
Ajid  tliink  their  enemies  are  slain  ; 
They  make  no  doubt  but  all  is  well, 
Vnd  Satan  is  cast  down  to  hell. 

4  They  wonder  why  old  saint5?  don't  sing", 
And  make  the  heav'nly  arches  ring", 
King-  with  melodious  joyful  sound, 
Because  a  prodigal  is  found. 

5  But  'tis  not  long"  before  they  feel 
Their  feeble  souls  begin  to  reel ; 

They  think  their  former  hopes  were  vaL.j 
For  they  are  bound  in  Satan's  chain. 

6  The  morning-  that  did  shine  so  bright, 
Is  turned  to  the  shades  of  night ; 
Their  hearts  that  did  with  music  ring, 
Are  now  untun'd  in  every  string. 

7  O  foolish  child,  why  didst  thou  boast, 
Of  the  enlargement  of  thy  coast  ? 
Why  didst  thou  tliink  to  fly  away, 
Before  thou  leav'st  this  feeble  clay  ? 

8  Come  take  up  arms,  and  face  the  field, 
Come  gird  on  harness,   sword  and  shield  ; 
Stand  fast  in  faith,  fight  for  your  king, 
And  soon  the  vict'ry  you  shall  win. 

9  When  Satan  comes  to  tempt  your  minds, 
Then  meet  him  with  these  blessed  lines  : 
Jesus  our  Lord  has  won  the  field, 

And  we're  determin'd  not  to  yield. 


114  HYMN    CXXXVUI. 

HYMN    138.       L.  M. 

Love  to    Christ,  present  or  absent. 

OF  all  the  joys,  which  creatures  know, 
Jesus,  thy  love  exceeds  the  rest ; 
'Tis  the  best  blessing-  here  below, 
The  highest  rapture  of  the  blest. 

2  While  we  are  held  in  thy  embrace, 
There's  not  a  thought  attempts  to  rove  ; 
Each  smile  that's  seen  upon  thy  face, 
Fixes,  and  charms,  and  fires  our  love. 

3  Hearing  thy  speech,  immortal  joys 
Ravish  our  ears,  and  fill  the  heart ; 
Our  souls  all  melt  by  thy  dear  voice, 
And  pleasure  shoots  through  every  part. 

4  When  of  thy  absence  we  complain, 
And  long  and  weep  and  humbly  pray  ; 
There's  a  strange  pleasure  in  the  pain, 
Those  tears  are  sweet  which  mourn  thy  stay. 

5  When  round  thy  courts  b)T  day  we  rove-. 
Or  ask  the  watchmen  of  the  night, 

For  some  kind  tidings  from  above, 
Thy  very  name  creates  delight. 

6  Jesus  our  God,  descend  and  come, 
Our  eyes  shall  dwell  upon  thy  face  ; 
'Tis  heav'n  to  see  our  Lord  at  home. 
And  feel  the  presence  of  thy  grace. 

HYMN    139.       S.  M. 

Tlie  Good  that  1 7vould,  I  do  not.     Rom.  vii.  19. 

I  WOULD,  but  cannot  sing, 
I  would,  but  cannot  pray, 
For  Satan  meets  me  when  I  try, 
And  frights  my  soul  away. 


HYMN     CXL.  41; 

2  I  would,  but  can't  repent, 
Though  I  endeavor  oft ; 

|   This  stony  heart  can  ne'er  relent, 
TillJesus  make  it  soft. 

3  I  would,  but  cannot  love, 
Though  woo'd  by  love  divine  ; 

No  arguments  have  pow'r  to  move 
A  soul  so  base  as  mine. 

4  I  would,  but  cannot  rest 
In  God's  most  holy  will ; 

I  know  what  he  appoints  is  best, 
Yet  murmur  at  it  still. 

5  Oh,  coidd  I  but  believe  ! 
Then  all  would  easy  be  ; 

I  would,  but  cannot — Lord,  relieve 
My  help  must  come  from  thee. 

6  Wilt  thou  not  crown  at  length, 
The  work  thou  hast  begun  ? 

And  with  a  will  afford  me  strength, 
In  all  thy  ways  to  run  ? 

HYMN    140.       C.  M. 

The  Doubting   Christian.     . 

OF  sinful  Adam's  numerous  race, 
I  find  myself  most  vile  ; 
To  me  can  God  extend  his  grace, 
Or  ever  grant  a  smile  ? 

2  Can  I  be  call'd  a  child  of  God, 
Can  I  his  promise  claim  ; 

While  sinking  in  the  loathsome  flood, 
Of  inbred  sin  and  shame  ? 

3  Once  I  could  shout  his  praises  higb, 


116  HYMN    CXLI. 

But  now,  how  cold  and  dead  I  lie, 
Nor  dare  I  think  to  sing1. 

4  Once  I  could  join  his  praying-  fiock, 
And  thought  the  union  sweet ; 

Conscience  forbids  me  now  to  mock. 
By  claiming'  there  a  seat. 

5  Was  I  decciv'd  ?  blest  Spirit,  tell, 
Nor  leave  rae  to  despair  ; 

Sometimes  a  heav'n,  sometimes  a  hell, 
Within  this  heart  appear. 

6  Sometimes  I  feel  a  beam  divine, 
Then  God  I  own  and  love  ; 

It  seems  direct  from  heav'n  to  shine, 
And  call  me  strait  above. 

7  I  stretch  my  wings  and  fain  would  fly, 
But  Oh,  my  want  of  pow'r  ! 

The  vision  ends,  I  sin  and  sigh, 
And  count  the  awful  score. 

S  Great  God,  resolve  this  painful  strife, 
Grant  faith  and  love  may  reign  ; 

Then  I'll  devote  an  endless  life, 
To  sing  in  highest  strain. 

„      HYMN    141.       C.  M. 

A  Prayer  of  the   Sick  Soul. 

HOU  great  Physician  of  the  soul, 
To  thee  1  bring  my  case  ;      • 
My  raging  malady  control, 
And  heal  me  by  thy  grace. 

2  Help  me  to  state  my  whole  complaint, 

But  where  shall  I  begin  ? 
Nor  words,  nor  thoughts  can  fully  paint 

That  worst  distemper,  sin. 


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HYMN     CXLli.  117 

It  lies  not  in  a  single  part, 
But  through  my  frame  is  spread ; 
|A.  burning  fever  in  my  heart, 
A  palsy  in  my  head. 

It  makes  me  deaf,  and  dumb,  and  blind,- 
And  impotent  and  lame  ; 
[it  overclouds,  and  fills  my  mind, 
With  folly,  fear  and  shame. 

[5  A  thousand  evil  thoughts  intrude, 

Tumultuous  in  my  breast ; 
Which  indispose  me  for  my  food, 

And  rob  me  of  my  rest. 

6  Lord,  I  am  sick,  regard  my  cry, 

And  set  my  spirit  free  ; 
Say,  canst  thou  let  a  sinner  die, 

Who  longs  to  live  to  thee  ! 

HYMX    142.       C.  M. 

0  that  I  were  as  in  months  past.     Job  xxix.  2 

SWEET  was  the  time  when  first  I  felt 
The  Saviour  s  pard'ning*  blood, 
Apply'd  to  cleanse  my  soul  from  guilt, 
And  bring  me  home  to  God. 

2  Soon  as  the  morn  the  light  reveal'd. 
His  praises  tun'd  my  tongue  ; 

And  when  the  ev'ning  shades  prevailed, 
His  love  was  all  my  song. 

3  In  pray'r  my  soid  drew  near  the  Lorci, 
And  saw  his  glory  shine  ; 

And  when  I  read  his  holy  word, 
I  cail'd  each  promise  mine. 

4  But  now  when  evening  shade  prevails^ 
My  soul  in  darkness  mourns ; 


1 18  II  Y  M  N     CXLni. 

And  when  the  morn  the  light  reveals-, 
No  light  to  me  returns. 

5  My  pray'rs  are  now  a  chatt'ring  noise, 
For  Jesus  hides  his  face  ; 

1  read,  the  promise  meets  my  eyes, 
But  will  not  reach  my  case. 

6  Rise,  Lord,  now  help  me  to  prevail, 
And  make  my  soul  thy  care  ; 

1  know  thy  mere}'  cannot  fail, 

Let  me  that  mercy  share. 

HYMN    143.      Sevens. 

The  Christian  in  Darkness. 

SAVIOUR,  shine  and  cheer  my  soul, 
Bid  my  dying  hopes  revive  ; 
Make  my  wounded  spirit  whole, 
Far  away  the  tempter  drive  ; 
Speak  the  word,  and  set  me  free, 
Let  me  live  alone  to  thee. 

2  Once  I  thought  my  mountain  strong, 
Firmly  fix'd  no  more  to  move  ; 

Then  thy  grace  was  all  my  song, 

Then  my  soul  was  till'd  with  love  ; 
Those  were  happy  golden  days. 
Sweetly  spent  in  pray'r  and  praise. 

3  Little,  then,  myself  I  knew, 
Little  thought  of  Satan's  pow'r ; 

Now  I  feel  my  sins  anew, 

Now  I  feel  the  stormy  hour  ! 
Sin  has  put  my  joys  to  flight, 
Sin  has  chang'd  my  day  to  nighi. 

4  Satan  asks,  and  mocks  my  woe, 

"  Boaster,  where  is-  now  your  God  f" 


HYMN    CXLIV.  119 

Silence,  Lord,  this  cruel  foe, 

Let  him  know  I'm  bought  with  blood  : 
Tell  him  since  I  know  thy  name, 

Though  I  change,  thou  art  the  same. 

HYMN    144.       €.  M. 

The  Contrite  Heart. 

THE  Lord  will  happiness  divine 
On  contrite  hearts  bestow : 
Then  tell  me,  gracious  GOD,  is  mine 
A  contrite  heart  or  no  ? 

2  I  hear,  but  seem  to  hear  in  vain, 
Insensible  as  steel ; 

If  ought  is  felt,  'tis  only  pain 
To  find  I  cannot  feel. 

3  I  sometimes  think  myself  inclin'd 
To  love  thee  if  I  could ; 

But  often  feel  another  mind, 
Averse  to  all  that's  good. 

4  My  best  desires  are  faint  and  few, 
I  fain  would  strive  for  more  ; 

But  when  1  cry  "  My  strength  renew," 
Seem  weaker  than  before. 

5  I  see  thy  saints  with  comfort  fill'd, 
When  in  thy  house  of  pray'r ; 

But  still  in  bondage  I  am  held, 
And  find  no  comfort  there. 

6  Oh,  make  this  heart  rejoice  or  ache  ; 
Decide  this  doubt  for  me  ; 

And  if  it  be  not  broken,  break, 
And  heal  it,  if  it  be, 


120  HYMN    CXLV. 

HYMN    145.      Seven?. 

Self-Examination. 

TIS  a  point  I  long-  to  find, 
Oft  it  causes  anxious  thought  ; 
Am  I  to  the  Lord  inclin'd  ? 
Am  I  his,  or  am  I  not  ? 

2  If  I  love,  why  am  I  thus  ? 
Why  this  dull  and  lifeless  frame  ? 
Hardly  sure,  can  they  he  worse, 
Who  have  never  heard  his  name  ? 

3  Could  my  heart  so  hard  remain, 
Prayer  a  task  and  burden  prove  ? 
LVry  trifle  give  me  pain, 

Tf  I  knew  a  Saviour's  love  ■ 

4  When  I  turn  my  eyes  within, 
All  is  dark,  and  vain,  and  wild  ; 
FiU'd  with  unbelief  and  sin, 
Can  I  deem  myself  a  child  ? 

5  If  I  pray,  or  hear,  or  readj 
Sin  is  mix'd  with  all  1  do  ; 
You  that  love  the  Lord  indeed, 
Tell  me,  is  it  thus  with  you  r 

0  Yet  I  mourn  my  stubborn  will, 
Find  my  sin  a  grief  and  thraW  ; 
Should  I  grieve  for  what  I  feel, 
If  I  did  not  love  at  all  ? 
7  Could  I  joy  his  saints  to  meet, 
Choose  the  ways  I  once  abhor'd, 
Find  at  times,  the  promise  sweet, 
if  I  did  not  love  the  Lord  ? 

3  Lord,  decide  the  doubtful  case  ! 

Thou  who  art  thy  people's  sun  ; 


HYMN    CXLVL  121 

hine  upon  thy  work  of  grace, 
'  it  be  indeed  begun. 
Let  me  love  thee  more  and  more, 
[elp  me  rise  to  praise  and  pray  ; 
Juide  me  to  the  heav'nly  shore, 
liere  to  see  eternal  day  ! 

EYMN    146.       L.  M. 

Vanity  of  tfie  TVorlch 
/ EALTK  is  a  blessing  only  lent, 


H; 


To  be  repaid  by  deeds  of  love  ; 
3od  gives  his  bounties  to  be  spent, 
To  hoard  them  will  his  anger  move. 
I  The  world's  esteem  is  but  a  bribe  ; 
To  buy  its  peace  we  sell  our  own, 
Enslav'd  by  an  applauding  tribe, 
Who  hate  us  while  they  make  us  known, 

3  The  joy  that  vain  amusements  give, 
To  him  who  thoughtless  sports  and  sings, 
Is  like  the  honey  of  a  hive, 

When  guarded  by  a  thousand  stings. 

4  'Tis  thus  the  world  rewards  the  fools 
That  live  upon  her  treach'rous  smiles ; 
She  leads  them  blindfold  by  her  rules, 
And  ruins  all  whom  she  beguiles. 

'Tis  thus  that  thousands  hasten  down 
From  pleasure,  into  endless  woe  ; 
And  with  a  long  despairing  groan, 
Blaspheme  their  Maker  as  they  go. 

•6  "Warn'd  by  their  woes,  may  we  be  wise, 
Delighting  in  a  Saviour's  charms  ; 
Then  God  will  take  us  to  the  skies, 
Embrac'd  in  everlasting  arms, 

6 


122  HYMN    CXLVII. 

HYMN    147.       C.  M. 

Trust  of  the  Wicked  and  the  Iiiglitems. 
Jer.  xvii.  5 — 8. 

SEE  how  the  worthless  bramble  stand?, 
Beneath  a  burning  sky  ; 
Wither'd  and  parch'd  in  barren  sands, 
And  only  grows  to  die. 

2  Such  is  the  sinner's  awful  case 
Who  makes  the  world  his  trust ; 

And  dares  his  confidence  to  place 
In  vanity  and  dust. 

3  A  secret  curse  destroys  his  root, 
And  dries  his  moisture  up  ; 

He  lives  awhile,  but  bears  no  fruit, 
Then  dies  without  a  hope. 

4  But  happy  he  whose  hopes  depend 
Upon  the  Lord  alone  ; 

The  soul  that  trusts  in  such  a  friend 
Can  ne'er  be  overthrown. 

HYMN    148.       C.    M. 

Delight  in  God.     Psalm  xxxvih  4. 

GRANT,  Lord,  I  may  delight  in  thee, 
And  on  thy  care  depend  ; 
To  thee  in  ev'ry  trouble  flee, 
My  best,  my  only  friend. 

2  When  all  created  streams  are  dry'd, 
Thy  fulness  is  the  same  ; 

May  f  with  this  be  satisfi'd, 
And  glory  in  thy  name  ! 

3  Why  should  the  soul  a  drop  bemoam 
Who  has  a  fountain  near, 

A  fountain  which  will  ever  run, 
With  waters  sweet  and  clear  ? 


HYMN    CXLIX.  123 

No  good  in  creacures  can  be  found, 
But  all  is  found  injthee  ; 
must  be  blessed  and  abound, 
While  thou  art  God  to  me. 

Oh,  that  I  had  a  stronger  faith, 
To  look  within  the  veil, 
b  credit  what  my  Saviour  saith, 
Whose  word  can  never  fail ! 

i  O  Lord,  I  cast  my  care  on  thee, 

I  triumph  and  adore  ; 
lence forth  my  great  concern  shall  be, 

To  love  and  please  thee  more. 

HYMN    149.       L.  M. 

Tfte  wonderful  Love  of  Christ. 

COME,  let  me  love,  or  is  my  mind 
Hardened  to  stone,  or  froze  to  ice  ? 

1  see  the  blessed  fair  one  bend, 

And  stoop  t'  embrace  me  from  the  skies  ! 

2  Oh  !  'tis  a  thought  would  melt  a  rock, , 
And  make  a  heart  of  iron  move, 

That  those  sweet  lips,  that  heav'nly  look, ' 
Should  seek  and  wish  a  mortal  love  ! 

3  I  was  a  traitor  doom'd  to  fire, 
Bound  to  sustain  eternal  pains  ;- 
He  flew  on  wings  of  strong  desire, 
Assumed  my  guilt  and  took  my  chains. 

4  Infinite  grace  !  almighty  charms  ! 
Stand  in  amaze,  ye  rolling  skies  ! 
Jesus  the  God  extends  his  arms, 
Hangs  on  a  cross  of  love  and  dies. 

5  Did  pity  ever  stoop  so  low, 
Dress'd  in- divinity  and  blood  I 


124  HYMN     CL. 

Was  ever  rebel  courted  so, 
In  groans  of  an  expiring-  God  ? 

6  Again  he  lives,  and  spreads  his  hands, 
Hands  that  were  nail'd  to  torturing-  smart ; 

"  By  these  dear  wounds,"  saith  he  ;  and  stands, 
And  prays  to  clasp  me  to  his  heart. 

7  Sure  I  must  love  ;  or  are  my  ears 
Still  deaf,  nor  will  my  passions  move  r 
Lord  !  melt  this  stubborn  heart  to  tears  : 
This  heart  shall  yield  to  death, or  love. 

HYMN    150.       S.  M. 

A  parting  Hymn. 

BLEST  be  the  tie  that  binds 
Our  hearts  in  Christian  love  ; 
The  fellowship  of  kindred  minds. 
Is  like  to  that  above. 

2  Before  our  Father's  throne 
We  pour  our  ardent  pray'rs  f 

Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims  are  one. 
Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 

3  We  share  our  mutual  woes  ; 
Our  mutual  burdens  bear  ; 

And  often  for  each  other  flows 
The  sympathizing-  tear. 

4  When  we  asunder  part, 
it  gives  us  inward  pain  ; 

But  we  shall  still  be  join'd  in  heart, 
And  hope  to  meet  again. 

5  Tins  g-lorious  hope  revives 
Our  courage  by  the  way  ; 

While  each  in  expectation  lives, 
And  longs  to  see  the  day. 


HYMN    CLI.  12c 

6  From  sorrow,  toil,  and  pain, 

And  sin,  we  shall  be  free  ; 
And  perfect  love  and  friendship  reign 

Through  all  eternity. 

HYMN    151.       S.  M. 

Christian  Love.     Gal.  iii.  28. 

LET  party  names  no  more 
The  Christian  world  o'erspread); 
Gentile  and  Jew,  and  bond  and  free, 
Are  one  in  Christ  their  head. 

2  Among-  the  saints  on  earth, 
Let  mutual  love  be  found  ; 

Heirs  of  the  same  inheritance, 
With  mutual  blessings  crown'd. 

3  Let  discord,  child  of  hell ! 
Be  banish'd  far  away  ; 

Those  should  in  strictest  friendship  dweD, 
Who  the  same  Lord  obey. 

4  Thus  will  the  church  below 
Resemble  that  above, 

Where  streams  of  pleasure  ever  flow 
And  ev'ry  heart  is  love. 

HYMN    152.       C.  M. 

Love  to  our  enemies  from  the  example  of  Christ. 

Luke  xxiii.  34.     Matt.  v.  44. 
A  LOUD  we  sing  the  wond'rous  grace, 
J\_  Christ  to  his  murd'rers  bare  ; 
Which  made  the  tott  ring  cross  its  throne, 
And  hung  its  trophies  there. 

2  "  Father  forgive,"  his  mercy  cry'd, 
t    With  his  expiring  breath, 


126  HYMN    CUIJ 

And  drew  eternal  blessings  down, 
On  those  who  wrought  his  death. 

3  Jesus,  this  wond'rous  love,  we  sing1, 
And  whilst  we  sing1  admire  ; 

Breathe  on  our  souls  and  kindle  there, 
The  same  celestial  fire. 

4  Sway'd  by  thy  dear  example,  Lord, 
For  enemies  we'll  pray  ; 

"With  love  their  hatred  we'll  reward, 
With  blessings,  we'll  repay. 

HYMN    153.       C.  M. 

All  attainments  vain  without  Love. 
1  Cor.  xiii.  ),  3. 

SHOULD  bounteous  nature  kindly  pour 
Her  richest  gifts  on  me, 
Still,  O  my  God,  I  should  be  poor, 
If  void  of  love  to  thee. 

2  Not  shining  wit,  nor  manly  sense, 
Could  make  me  truly  good  ; 

i^or  zeal  itself  could  recompense 
The  want  of  love  to  God. 

3  Did  I  possess  the  gift  of  tongues, 
But  were  deny'd  thy  grace, 

My  loudest  words,  my  loftiest  songs 
Would  be  but  sounding  brass. 

i  Tho'  thou  should'st  give  me  heav'nly  skill. 

Each  myst'ry  to  explain, 
Had  I  no  heart  to  do  thy  will, 

My  knowledge  woidd  be  vain. 

5  Had  I  so  strong  a  faith,  my  God, 
As  mountains  to  remove, 

No  faith  could  do  me  real  good, 
That  did  not  work  by  love. 


HYMN    CLIV.  127 

Oh,  grant  me  then  this  one  request, 
And  I'll  be  satisfi'd, 
lat  love  divine  may  rule  my  breast, 
And  all  my  actions  guide. 

HYMN    154.       L.  M. 

Christian  Patience.     Luke  xxi.19. 
"1 VTIENCE  !  Oh,  what  a  grace  divine  ! 
_     Giv'n  by  the  God  of  love  and  pow'r, 
hat  leans  upon  a  Father's  hand, 
i  ev'ry  dark,  afflicting  hour. 

By  patience  we  serenely  bear 
'he  troubles  of  our  mortal  state  ; 
nd  wait  contented  our  discharge, 
[or  think  our  glory  comes  too  late. 

Though  we  in  full  sensation  feel       > 
%e  weight  the  wounds  our  God  ordams, 
Ve  smile  amid  our  heaviest  woes, 
Lnd  triumph  in  our  sharpest  pains, 
t  Oh,  for  this  grace  to  aid  us  on, 
V.nd  arm  with  fortitude  the  breast, 
Till  life's  tumultuous  voyage  is  o  er, 
We  reach  the  shores  of  endless  rest ! 
t  Faith  into  vision  shall  resign, 
Hope  shall  in  full  fruition  die  ; 
And  patience  in  possession  end,  _ 
In  the  bright  worlds  of  bliss  on  high.       , 

HYMN    155.      L.  M. 

Patience  from  an  Assurance  of  Divine  Love. 

DEAR  Lord,  though  bitter  is  the  cup, 
Thy  gracious  hand  pours  out  to  me, 
I  cheerfully  will  drink  it  up, 
That  cannot  hurt  which  comes  from  thee. 


128  HYMN    CLVT. 

2  'Tis  fill'd  with  thine  unchanging  love, 
And  not  a  drop  of  wrath  is  there  ; 

The  saints  for  ever  bless'd  above, 
Were  often  most  afflicted  here. 

3  From  Jesus,  thy  incarnate  Son, 
I'll  learn  obedience  to  thy  will ; 
And  humbly  kiss  the  chast'ning  rod, 
When  its  severest  strokes  I  feel. 

HYMN    156.       Eights. 
A  Prayer  for  the  promised  rest  in  Christ. 

DEAR  friend  of  guilty  sinners,  hear, 
And  magnify  thy  grace  divine  ; 
Pardon  a  worm  that  would  draw  near, 
And  make  his  heart  to  thee  resign  ; 
A  worm,  by  guilt  and  sin  distrest, 
That  pants  to  reach  the  promis'd  rest. 

2  With  holy  fear  and  rev'rend  love, 
I  long  to  lie  beneath  thy  throne  ; 

In  thee  to  live,  in  thee  to  move, 

And  stay  myself  on  thee  alone  : 
Teach  me  to  lean  upon  thy  breast, 
To  find  in  thee  the  promis'd  rest. 

3  Sure,  Lord,  thou  wilt  thy  servants  keep, 
And  bless  them  with  thy  gracious  smiles, 

A  gentle  shepherd  of  thy  sheep, 

To  guard  them  from  the  tempter's  wiles  : 
How  calm  their  state,  how  truly  blest, 
Who  trust  in  thee  for  promis'd  rest ! 

4  Take  me,  dear  Saviour,  for  thine  own, 
And  make  me  love  thy  righteous  cause  ; 

Be  thou  my  portion,  Lord,  alone, 
s  And  bend  me  to  obey  thy  laws  : 
Let  me  in  thy  dear  arms  be  blest, 
And  find  in  thee  the  promis'd  rest ! 


\  HYMN    CLVH.  129 

HYMN    157.       C.  M. 

Rejoice  ivith  trembling  in  hope  of  Heaven. 

I  WAS  a  grov'ling  creature  once, 
And  basely  cleav'd  to  earth  ; 

1  wanted  wisdom  to  renounce 

The  clod  that  gave  me  birth. 

2  But  God  hath  spoke  from  heav'n  above, 
And  blest  a  guilty  worm ; 

Hath  giv'n  the  wings  of  joy  and  love 
To  seek  an  angel's  form. 

3  With  these  to  Pisgah's  top  I  fly, 
And  there  delighted  stand  ; 

I  hear  the  promise  from  on  high, 
And  view  the  glorious  land. 

4  Blest  Lord  of  all  the  vast  domain, 
This  promise  is  to  me  ; 

The  length,  the  breadth,  and  all  the  plain. 
And  more  than  faith  can  see. 

5  Though  comforting  tins  gracious  pledge^ 
To  thee  for  help  I  call, 

For  still  I  stand  on  Pisgah's  edge  ; 
Uphold  me  lest  I  fall ! 

6  Though  much  exalted  by  the  Lord, 
My  strength  is  not  my  owrn ; 

Oh,  iet  me  tremble  at  his  word, 
Then  none  shall  cast  me  down. 

HYMN    158.      Eights  and  Sevens. 
Trusting  in    the   Grace  of  Christ. 

TIS  the  Lord  thus  far  hath  brought  me. 
By  his  watchful,  tender  care  ; 
Sure  'tis  he  himself  hath  taught  me 
How  to  -seek  bis  face  by  pray'r : 


130  HYMN     CLIX. 

After  so  much  mercy  past, 

Will  he  give  me  up  at  lust  ? 
2  True  I've  been  a  guilty  creature. 
And  have  sinn'd  against  his  grace  ; 
But  forgiveness  is  his  nature, 
Though  he  justly  hides  his  face  ; 

Ere  he  call'd  me,  well  he  knew 

What  a  heart  like  mine  would  do. 

0  In  the  Saviour's  intercession, 
Therefore  still  will  I  confide  ; 
Lord  accept  my  free  confession  : 
Though  I've  sinn'd,  yet  thou  hast  dy'd  ; 

This  is  all  I  have  to  plead, 
This  is  all  the  plea  I  nee«L 

HYMN    159.       C.  M. 

A  Prayer  for  the  Restoration  of  the  Divine 
Presence. 

BLEST  Saviour,  by  thy  pow'rful  word, 
Once  night  was  turn'd  to  day  ; 
And  thy  salvation  joy  restor'd, 
Which  I  had  sinn'd  away. 

2  'Twas  then  I  wonder'd  and  ador'd 
To  see  thy  grace  divine  ; 

1  felt  thy  love,  I  prais'd  the  Lord, 

Who  made  such  blessings  mine. 

3  Wilt  thou  not  still  vouchsafe  to  own, 
A  wretch  so  vile  as  I  ? 

May  I  not  still  approach  thy  throne, 
And,  Abba  Father,  cry  t 

4  Lord,  speak  a  gracious  word  again,. 
And  cheer  my  drooping  heart  ; 

No  voice  but  thine  can  soothe  my  pain* 
Gr  bid  my  fears  depart. 


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HYMN     CLX.  131 

HYMN    |60.       L-M. 

The  Burthened  Soid  Praying  for  Relief. 
ITH  kind  compassion  hear  my  cry, 


O  Jesus,  Lord  of  life,  on  high  ! 
I  And  on  thy  servants  drooping"  head, 
The  dews  of  blessing"  sweetly  shed. 

2  Chang-e  all  my  sad  complaints  to  ease. 
To  cheerful  notes  of  endless  praise ; 
A  sense  of  pard'ning"  favor  give, 
And  raise  my  mind  and  bid  me  live. 

-3  My  fears  of  danger  while  I  breathe, 
My  dread -of  endless  hell  beneath, 
My  sense  of  sorrow  for  my  sin, 
To  springing  comfort  change  within. 

4  Be  not  to  me  a  Judge  severe, 
For  so  thy  presence  who  can  bear  ? 
But  Oh,  regard  my  mournful  cry, 
And  look  with  mercy's  gracious  eye. 

5  Then  grant,  O  Lord,  that  I  may  bum 
To  make  my  Saviour  some  return ; 
And  be  my  heart  inspired  to  rise, 

On  wings  of  love  to  yonder  skies. 

6  Lead  me  with  joy  to  bear  my  cross, 
Despising*  ev'ry  grief  and  loss, 
Since  thou  despising  shame  and  pain, 
Stretchd  on  the  bloody  cross  was  slain. 

HYMN    161.       L.  M. 

Prayer  of  a  Penitent.     Psa.  vi.     Paraphrased 

OH,  that  the  Lord  would  hear  my  cry, 
And  stay  his  anger  lest  I  die  ! 
Thy  wrath  is  just — yet  oh,  forgive! 
And  let  a  mourning"  sinner  live. 


132  HYMN     CLXII. 

2  Shoulcki  thou  my  body  crush  to  dust 
I  still  must  say  that  God  is  just ; 
But  yet  I  hope  thy  grace  to  share, 
That  mercy  will  the  sinner  spare. 

3  In  all  my  frame,  without,  within, 
I  feel  the  sad  effects  of  sin  ; 
How  long",  my  God,  must  I  complain, 
And  deprecate  thy  wrath  in  vain  ? 

4  Oh,  should  I  die  depriv'd  of  thee  ! 
What  being-  else  can  succour  me  ? 
Thy  frowns  would  rend  my  soul  in  death, 
And  sink  it  to  the  depths  beneath. 

5  Ye  darling  sins,  that  plague  me  so, 
The  greatest  enemies  I  know, 
Depart — for  God  hath  heard  my  pray'r, 
And  will  not  let  me  long  despair. 

6  No  ;  I  shall  yet  his  goodness  bless  ; 
And  when  tins  transient  life  shall  pass  ; 
Then  full  of  glory,  I  shall  prove 

He  can  be  just,  and  sinners  love. 

HYMN    162.       Tens. 
The  Backslider9 s  Return. 

OTHOU,  my  God,  who  from  thy  thoifa 
supreme, 
Art  mindful  of  the  penitential  tear, 
Kindly  dispersing,  with  thy  mercy's  beam, 

The  gath'ring  clouds  of  darkness  and  despair; 
Lord  lend  thine  ear  !  Oh  !  hear  a  sinner's  cry  ! 
And  save  a  wretch  thy  law  condemns  to  die  ! 

2  Long  has  thy  gospel  sounded  in  mine  ears, 
And  once  I  tho't  I  made  thy  ways  my  choice  ; 

But  now,  alas  !  o'erwhelm'd  with  gloomy  fears 
I  scarce  can  hear  my  heav'nly  shepherd's 
voice. 


HYMN     CLXIIT.  133 

Dh,  shine  again  !  revive  my  drooping  heart ; 
Subdue  my  foes,  and  bid  my  fears  depart ! 
3  Entangled  with  the  world's  delusive  charms, 

Mine  enemies  against  my  soul  prevail ; 
Prevail  to  thrust  me,  wretched  from  thine  arms, 

While  guilt  and  unbelief  my  hope  assail  : 
O  God,  my  God,  display  thy  guardian  care, 
I  Nor  let  me  fall  a  victim  to  despair  ! 
1 4  Does  not  thy  promise  bid  me  rest  secure  ? 

And  can  I  trust  thy  faithfulness  in  vain  ? 
Shall  not  thy  truth  from  age  to  ag-e  endure  ? 

And  wilt  thou  not  thy  people's  cause  maintain  ? 
Then  shine  again,  my  fainting  soul  restore, 
And  hold  me  with  thy  hand  to  fall  no  more  ! 

HYMN    163.    Eights  and  Sixes. 

Healing  from  a  view  of  the  Cross. 

WITH  fiery  serpents  greatly  pain'd, 
When  Israel's  mourning  tribes  com- 
plain'd 
And  sigh'd  to  be  reiiev'd  ; 
A  serpent,  straight  the  prophet  made, 
Of  molten  brass  to  view  display'd  : 
The  patient  look'd  and  hv'd. 

2  But  Oh,  what  healing  to  the  heart, 
Doth  Jesu's  greater  cross  impart, 

To  those  that  seek  a  cure  ? 
Israel  of  old,  and  we  no  less 
The  same  indulg'ent  grace  confess, 
hile  life  and  breath  endure. 

3  f  :  reason's  view  this  strange  effect, 
Se.lf-rightepjis  souls  will  still  reject, 

id  perish  in  their  pride  ; 
But  those  who're  stung  with  sin  and  law 
Do  all  their  rich  salvation  draw 
From  Jesu/s  bleeding  side 


134  •      HYMN    CLX1X. 

4  May  we  then  view  the  matchless  cros^, 
AH  other  objects  cos-nt  but  loss  ; 

No  other  gain  desire  ? 
Here  still  be  fix'd  our  feasted  eyes, 
Weeping-  with  tears  of  glud  surprize  ; 

And  thankfully  admire. 

5  Hail,  great  Emmanuel,  balmy  name  ! 
Thy  praise  the  ransom'd  will  proclaim-; 

Thee,  we  Physician  call : 
We  own  no  other  cure  but  thine, 
Thou  the  deliverer  divine, 

Our  health,  our  life,  our  all. 

HYMN    164.       C.  M. 

Christian  Resignation  ,•  or,  Godojir  Portion. 

MY  times  of  sorrow  and  of  joy, 
Great  God  are  in  thy  hand ; 
My  choicest  comforts  come  from  thee, 
And  go  at  thy  command. 

2  If  thou  should'st  take  them  all  away, 
Yet  would  I  not  repine  ; 

Before  they  were  possess'd  by  me, 
They  were  entirely  thine. 

3  Nor  would  I  drop  a  murm'ring  word, 
Tho'  the  whole  world  were  gone, 

But  seek  enduring  happiness 
In  thee,  and  thee  alone. 

4  What  is  the  world,  with  all  its  store  ? 
'Tis  a  deceitful  cheat ; 

When  I  attempt  to  pluck  the  rose, 
A  piercing  thorn  I  meet. 

5  Here  perfect  bliss  can  ne'er  be  found, 
The  honey  mix'd  with  gall ; 

'Midst  changing  scenes  and  dying  friends, 
Be  thou  my  all  in  all. 


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HYMN    CLXV.  13$ 

HYMN    165.       C.  M. 

Submission  and  Hope  in  Divi?ie  Goodness. 

LORD,  my  best  desires  fulfil, 
And  help  me  to  resign 
|  Life,  health,  and  comfort  to  thy  will, 
And  make  thy  pleasure  mine. 

2  Why  should  I  shrink  at  thy  command, 
Whose  love  forbids  my  fears  ? 

Or  tremble  at  the  gracious  hand 
That  wipes  away  my  tears  ? 

3  No,  let  me  rather  freely  yield 
What  most  I  prize  to  the'e  ; 

Who  never  hast  a  good  withheld, 
Or  wilt  withhold  from  me. 

4  Thy  favour,  all  my  journey  thro', 
Thou  art  engaged  to  grant ; 

What  else  I  want,  or  think  I  do, 
'TisJbetter  still  to  want. 

5  Wisdom  and  mercy  guide  my  way, 
Shall  I  resist  them  both  ? 

A  poor  blind  creature  of  a  day, 
And  erush'd  before  the  moth  ! 

6  But  ah  !  my  inward  spirit  cries,  -* 
Still  bind  me  to  thy  sway  ; 

Else  the  next  cloud  that  veils  my  skies, 
Will  drive  these  thoughts  away. 

HYMN    166.      C.    M. 

Christian  Self-denial.  Mark  viii.  34.  Luke  is.  23, 
A  ND  must  I  part  with  all  I  have, 
A  My  dearest  Lord,  for  thee  ? 
It  is  but  right,  since:  thou  hast  done 
Much  more  than  this  for  me.. 


136  HYMN     CLXVII. 

2  Yes,  let  it  go— one  look  from  thee 
Will  more  than  make  amends, 

For  all  the  losses  I  sustain 
Of  credit,  riches  friends. 

3  Ten  thousand  worlds,  ten  thousand  lives, 
How  worthless  they  appear, 

Compar'd  with  thee,  supremely  good, 
Divinely  bright  and  fair ! 

4  Saviour  of  souls,  could  I  from  thee 
A  single  smile  obtain, 

Tho'  destitute  of  all  things  else, 
I'd  glory  in  my  gain. 

HYMN    167.       c.  M. 
Sincerity  and  Truth.     Phil.  iv.  8. 

LET  those  who  bear  the  Christian  name 
Their  holy  vows  fulfil ; 
The  saints,  the  folPwers  of  the  Lamb, 
Are  men  of  honor  still. 

'2  True  to  the  solemn  oaths  they  take, 
Tho'  to  their  hurt  they  swear  : 

Constant  and  just  to  all  they  speak, 
For  God  and  s.ngels  hear. 

3  Still  with  their  lips  their  hearts  agree. 
Nor  flatt'ring  words  devise  : 

They  know  the  God  of  truth  can  sec 
Thro'  every  false  disguise. 

4  From  all  deceit  they  swiftly  fly. 
Whatever  shape  it  wears, 

They  love  the  truth — and  when  they  die. 
Eternal  life  is  theirs. 

5  Lo  !  from  afar  the  Lord  descends, 
And  brings  the  judgment  down  ; 


HYMN     CLXVni.  137 

He  bids  the  saints,  his  faithful  friends, 
Rise  and  possess  their  crown. 

6  While  Satan  trembles  at  the  sight, 

And  devils  wish  to  die, 
Where  will  the  faithless  hypocrite 

And  guilty  Mar  fly  ? 

HYMN    168.       L.    M. 

Tekel ;  or  the  Sinner  weighed  in  the  Balance,  and 
found  ivanting.     Dan.  v.  27. 

RAISE,  thoughtless  sinner,  rajse  thine  eye  ; 
Behold  God's  balance  lifted  high  ; 
There  shall  his  justice  be  display'd, 
And  there  thy  hope  and  life  be  weigh'd. 

2  See  in  one  scale  his  perfect  law  ; 
Mark  with  what  force  the  precepts  draw  : 
Wouldst  thou  the  awful  test  sustain  I 

Thy  works  how  light !  thy  thoughts  how  vain  ! 

3  Behold  the  hand  of  God  appears, 
To  trace  in  dreadful  characters  ; 

"  Sinner,  thy  soul  is  wanting  found, 

"  And  wrath  shall  smite  thee  to  the  ground!." 

4  Let  sudden  fear  thy  nerves  unbrace. 
And  horror  change  thy  guilty  face  ; 
Thro'  all  thy  thoughts  let  anguish  roll, 
Till  deep  repentance  melt  thy  soul. 

5  One  only  hope  may  yet  prevail ; 
Christ  hath  a  weight  to  turn  the  scale  ; 
Still  doth  the   gospel  publish  peace, 
And  show  a  Saviour's  righteousness. 

6  Great  God,  exert  thy  pow'r  to  save  ; 
Deep  on  the  heart  these  truths  engrave  ; 
The  pond'rous  load  of  guilt  remove, 
That  trembling  lips  may  sing  thy  love. 


138  HYMN    CLXIX. 

HYMN  169.       C.  fit. 

.?  Sinner  lamenting  the  delay  of  Divine  Grace. 

LONG  have  I  walk'd  this  dreary  road, 
Beset  with  darkness  round  ; 
Nor  seen  nor  heard  a  smiling"  God, 
Nor  one  brig-lit  moment  found. 

2  Others,  who  once  did  join  my  speech, 

And  mourn'd  in  painful  lay, 
Now  mounting-  up  with  rapture,  stretch 

To  seize  a  hw&'nly  day. 

o  Far  left  behind  to  feel  my  woe, 

With  harden'd  heart  to  groan, 
Each  pray'r,  each  strug-g-le  sinks  me  low, 

Each  breath  repeats  my  moan. 

4  The  lengthenM  day,  the  gloomy  night, 
Draw  fast  the  bands  of  grief ; 

Sometimes  despair  o'erclouds  my  sight, 
And  says  there's  no  relief. 

5  Then  conscience  thunders,  Sinai  flames, 
I  try  ag-ain  to  rise  ; 

The  trial  fails,  and  conscience  blames 
My  pray'rs,  my  tears,  my  cries. 

6  If  hope  perchance  a  moment  gleams, 
And  says,  Christ's  blood  was  spilt ; 

My  heart  of  sin  beclouds  the  beams, 
And  seals  my  death  and  guilt. 

7  'Tis  thus  perplex'd,  forlorn,  and  lost-. 
I  spend  my  weary  days  ; 

No  Jesus  comes,  my  hopes  are  crost, 
V*'Li!e  others  sing  and  praise. 


HYMN     CLXX.  139 

HYMN    170.       L.  M. 

God's  Answer  to  a  Sinner  complaining  of  Grace 
delayed. 

SINNER,  behold,  I've  heard  thy  groan, 
I  know  thy  heart,  thy  life  I've  known ; 
I've  seen  thy  hope  from  grace  proclaim'd, 
Thy  trembling1  fear  when  Sinai  flam'd. 

2  To  me  the  mighty  God,  attend, 
In  me  behold  the  sinner's  friend  ; 
'Twas  1  who  gave  thy  conscience  voice, 
Thou  hast  oppos'd  by  sinful  choice. 

3  Think  not  to  bribe  my  sov'reign  grace,  » 
Nor  move  me  by  a  sorrowing"  face  ; 

'Tis  thine  own  heart  makes  grace  delay, 
And  hides  a  pard'ning,  glorious  day. 

4  Mov'd  bj'  thy  fear,  and  not  by  love, 
Thy  daily  pray'rs  are  sent  above  ; 
Thou  hast  not  wish'd  my  will  to  meet5 
Nor  lain  submissive  at  my  feet. 

5  The  holy  terms  of  gospel  grace, 
Have  hid  my  glory  from  thy  face  ; 

To  hearts  and  wills  like  thine  oppos'd 
The  door  of  peace  is  ever  clos'd. 

6  Should  thy  proud  will  at  length  submit, 
With  holy  sorrow  deeply  smit, 

Thy  voice  would  be  the  first  to  say, 
I'm  glorious  in  this  long  delay. 

7  Stay,  sinner,  cease  my  grace  to  chide,, 
■Nor  think  thy  moan  such  sin  can  hide, 
Delay  no  more,  repent  and  live, 

Or  meet  the  death  my  wrath  must  gnve. 


140  HYMN    CLXXI. 

HYMN    174-       C.  M. 

Longing  for  Heaven. 

SITRE  'tis  in  vain  to  seek  for  bliss, 
For  bliss  can  ne'ei  be  found, 
Till  we  arrive  where  Jesus  is, 
And  tread  on  heavenly  ground. 

2  There's  nothing-  round  the  spreading  skies, 
Or  on  this  earthly  clod  : 

Nothing,  my  soul,  that's  worth  thy  joys, 
Or  lovely  as  tiiy  God  ! 

3  'Tis  heaven  on  earth  to  taste  his  love, 
To  feel  his  quick'ning  grace  : 

And  all  the  heav'n  I  hope  above, 
Is  but  to  see  his  face. 

4  Why  move  my  years  in  slow  delay  ? 
And  why  this  fear  to  die  ? 

Death's  but  a  guide  that  leads  my  way, 
To  a  superior  sky. 

5  Dear  Sov'reign,  break  these  vital  strings. 
That  bind  me  to  my  clay  ; 

Help  me  to  rise  and  stretch  my  wings, 
And  mount  and  soar  away. 

HYMN    172.       L.  M, 

*1  Christian  passing  through  Death  to  Glory. 
'PipiS  Jesus  calls  my  soul  away, 

JL    I  hear  his  voice,  and  I  obey  ; 
For  sure  his  wond'rous  pow'r  to  save, 
Strangely  perfumes  the  wasting  grave. 
2  My  weakness,  weariness,  and  pain, 
My  glorious  leader  can  sustain, 
To  heal  the  wounds  of  sin   and  death, 
He  bids  me  look  to  him  bv  faith. 


HYMN     CLXXIH.  141 

3  Faith,  like  an  anchor,  through  the  veil, 
Secures  a  hold  that  cannot  fail ; 

There  through  a  Saviour's  cleansing"  blood, 
Beholds  a  reconciled  God. 

4  This  tott'ring  frame  I  feel  give  way, 
My  -sight  decays,  I  lose  the  day ; 

But  sure  I  feel  a  pow'r  divine, 

And  heav'nly  glories  round  me  shine. 

5  In  love  triumphing  now  I  sing, 
Death  and  the  grave  have  lost  their  sting  ; 
Adieu,  corruption,  sin,  and  pain, 

With  Jesus  now  I  live  and  reign. 

6  Oh,  thlTbright  glories  of  the  place, 
What  radiant  smiles  from  Jesu's  face  ! 
Too  bright  for  mortal  heart  to  bear, 
'Tis  heav'n  itself  to  see  and  hear. 

7  Strangely  inspir'd,  I  find  my  tongue 
Can  speak  my  feelings  in  my  song ; 
And  all  the  heav'nly  armies  join, 

To  sing  Messiah  all  divine. 

HYMN    173.     L.  M.     In  four  parts: 

Death  and  Heaven. 

PART  I. 

The  Spirit's  Fareioell  to   the  Body  after  long 
Sickness. 

HOW  am  I  held  a  pris'ner  now, 
Far  from  my  God  '  this  mortal  chain 
Binds  me  to  sorrow  :  all  below 
Is  short-liv'd  ease,  or  tiresome  pain. 
2  When  shall  that  wond'rous  horn'  appear, 
Which  frees  me  from  this  dark  abode, 
To  live  at  large,  in  regions  where 
Nor  cloud  nor  veil  shall  bide  my  God, 


14:2  HYMN     CLXXIII. 

3  Farewell  this  flesh,  these  ears,  these  eyes, 
These  snares  and  fetters  of  the  mind, 

My  God  I  nor  let  this  frame  arise,       * 
Till  ev'rv  dust  be  well  refin'd. 

4  Blest  Jesus  !  make  my  nature  whole, 
Mould  me  a  body  like  thy  own, 
Then  shall  it  better  serve  my  soul, 

In  works  of  praise  and  worlds  unknown. 
PART  II. 

i    The  departing  moment,  or  absent  from  the 
£odt/. 
3  ABSENT  from  flesh  !  O  blissful  thought ! 
What  unknown  joys  this  moment  brings  ! 
Freed  from  the  mischief  sin  hath  wrought, 
From  pain  and  tears  and  all  their  springs. 

6  Absent  from  flesh  !  illustrious  day  ! 
Surprising  scene  !  triumphant  stroke  ! 
That  rends  the  prison  of  my  clay, 
And  I  can  feel  my  fetters  broke. 

7  Absent  from  flesh  !  then  rise  my  soul ! 
Where  feet  or  wings  could  never  climb, 
Beyond  the  heav'ns  where  planets  roll, 
Measuring  the  cares  and  joys  of  time. 

8  I  go  where  God  and  glory  shine  ; 
His  presence  makes  eternal  day  ; 
My  all  that's  mortal  I  resig-n, 

For  Jesus  waits  and  points  the  way. 

PART  HI. 

Entrance  into  Paradise,  or  present  with  tjie 
Lord. 

9  AND  is  this  heav'n  ?  and  am  I  there  ? 
How  short  the  road,  how  swift  the  flight  ? 
I  am  all  life,  all  eye,  all  ear ; 

Jesus  is  here — my  soul's  delight* 


HYMN    CLXXIU.  14; 

10  Is  this  the  heav'nly  friend,  who  hung- 
In  blood  and  anguish  on  the  tree, 

Whom  Faul  proclaim' d,  whom  David  sung, 
Who  dy'd  for  them,  who  dy'd  for  me  ! 

11  Lo  !  he  presents  me  at  the  throne, 
All  spotless  ;  there  the  Godhead  reig'ns, 
Sublime  and  peaceful  through  the  Son  ; 
Awake,  my  voice  in  heav'nly  strains. 

12  How  fair,  thou  blest,  eternal  word 
Full  Godhead  shines  through  all  thy  face 
Thy  death  procur'd  this  blest  abode, 
Thy  vital  beams  adorn  the  place  ! 

PART  IV. 

The  sight  of  God  in  Heaven. 

13  CREATOR  God,  eternal  light, 
Fountain  of  good,  tremendous  pow'r, 
Ocean  of  wonders,  blissful  sig-ht, 
Beauty  and  love  unknown  before  ! 

14  Thy  grace,  thy  nature  ail  unknown/ 
In  yon  dark  region  whence  I  came, 
Where  languid  glimpses  from  thy  throne, 
And  feeble  whispers  taught  thy  name. 

15  Fm  in  a  world  where  all  is  new ; 
Myself,  my  God ;  O  blest  amaze  ! 
Not  my  best  hopes  or  wishes  knew. 
To  form  a  shadow  of  this,  grace. 

16  Fix'd  on  my  God,  my  heart,  adore, 
My  restless  thoughts  forbear  to  rove, 
Ye  meaner  passions,  stir  no  more, 
But  all  my  powers  be  joy  and  love. 


144  HYMN    CLXXIV. 

HYMN    174.       C.    M. 

Spiritual  JW.ndedness  ;  or  inward  Religion. 

RELIGION  is  the  chief  concern 
Of  mortals  here  below  ; 
May  I  its  great  importance  learn, 
Its  sovereign  virtue  know  ! 

2  More  needful  this,  than  glitt'ring  wealth. 
Or  aught  the  world  bestows  ; 

Nor  reputation,  food,  or  health, 
Can  give  us  such  repose. 

3  Religion  should  our  thoughts  engage. 
Amidst  our  youthful  bloom  ; 

'Twill  fit  us  for  declining'  age, 
And  for  the  awful  tomb. 

4  O  may  my  heart,  by  grace  renew'ch 
Be  my  Redeemer's  throne  ; 

And  be  my  stubborn  will  subdu'd, 
His  government  to  own  ! 

5  Let  deep  repentance,  faith,  and  love. 
Be  join  d  with  godly  fear  ; 

And  all  my  conversation  prove 
My  heart  to  be  sincere. 

HYMN    I  75.       C.  M. 

Encouragement  io  Trial  o.ul  Love  God. 
Psalm  xxxiv. 

THRO'  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life. 
In  trouble  and  in  joy, 
The  praises  of  my  God  shall  still 
My  heart  and  tongue  employ. 
2  Of  his  deliv'rance  I  will  boast, 

Till  all  who  are  distrest, 
From  my  example  comfort  take. 
And  charm  their  griefs  to  rest. 


HYMN    CLXXVI.  145 

3  The  hosts  of  God  encamp  aroui.d 
The  dweellings  of  the  just ; 

Protection  he  affords  to  all, 
Who  make  his  name  their  trust. 

4  Oh,  make  but  trial  of  his  love, 
Experience  will  decide, 

How  blest  are  they,  and  only  they, 
Who  in  his  trust  confide, 

5  Fear  him,  ye  saints,  and  you  will  then 
Have  nothing  else  to  fear  ; 

Come  make  his  service  your  delight ; 
£  He'll  make  your  wants  his  care. 

HYMN    176.       L.  M. 

Trust  and  confidence  ,•  or  looking1  beyond  prevent 
appearances.     Hab.  iii.  17,  18. 

AWAY,  my  unbelieving  fear, 
Fear  shall  in  me  no  more  take  place  ; 
Tho'  Jesus  doth  not  yet  appear, 
But  hides  the  brightness  of  his  face, 

2  Still  I  will  never  let  him  g"o, 
Nor  basely  to  the  tempter  yield ; 
His  strength  will  lead  triumphing  thro* 
I  never  will  give  up  the  field. 

3  Altho*  the  vine  its  fruit  deny, 
Altho'  the  olive  yield  no  oil, 
The  withering  fix-tree  droop  and  die, 
The  field  iHude  the  tiller's  toil : 

4  The  empty  stall  no  herd  afford. 
And  parish  all  the  bleating  race  ; 
Yet  I  will  triumph  in  the  Lord, 
The  God  of  mv  salvation  praise- 


J4&  HYMN    CLXXVII. 

HYMN    177.      L.  M. 

Despair  prevented  by  Trust  in  God. 
OKD,  who  shall  drive  my  trembling  souT, 


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From  trust  in  thee  to  dark  despair  ? 
Who  has  survey'd  the  sacred  roll, 
And  found  my  name  not  written  there  ? 

2  Presumptuous  thought ;  to  fix  the  bound 
To  limit  mercy's  sov'reign  reign  ! 

What  other  happy  soids  have  found, 
Oh,  may  I  seek,  nor  seek  in  vain  ! 

3  I  own  my  guilt,  my  sins  confess  ; 
Can  men  or  devils  make  them  more  ? 
Of  crimes  already  numberless, 

Vain  the  attempt  to  swell  the  score. 

4  Were  the  black  list  before  my  sight, 
Wliile  I  remember  thou  hast  dy'd, 
•Twill  only  urge  my  speedier  flight, 
To  seek  salvation  at  thy  side. 

5  Low  at  thy  feet  I'll  cast  me  down, 
To  thee  reveal  my  guilt  and  fear  ; 
And — if  thou  spurn  me  from  thy  throne., 
I'll  be  the  first  who  perish'd  there. 

HYMN    178.       Eights  and  Sixes. 

Fears  removed — It  is  I,  be  not  afraid. 
John  vi.  20. 

UNCLEAN  !  unclean  !  and  full  of  sin, 
From  first  to  last,  alas,  I've  been  ! 
Deceitful  is  my  heart : 
Guilt  presses  down  my  burden'd  soul, 
But  Jesus  can  the  waves  control, 

And  bid  my  fears  depart. 
2  When  first  I  heard  his  word  of  grace, 
Ungratefully  I  hid  my  face, 
Ungratefully  delay'd  ; 


HYMN    CLXXIX.  147 

■At  length  his  voice  more  pow'rful  came, 
I w  'Tis  I,"  he  cry'd,  "  I'm  still  the  same, 
"  Thou  need'st  not  be  afraid." 

3  My  heart  was  changed — in  that  same  EouT, 
My  soul  confess'd  his  mighty  pow'r, 

I  shed  a  grateful  tear  ; 
Then  listen'd  still  to  hear  his  voice, 
Again  he  said  "  In  me  rejoice, 

"  'Tis  I,  thou  need'st  not  fear." 

4  "  Unworthy  of  thy  love,"  I  cry'd, 
"  Freely  I  lqve,"  he  soon  reply'd, 

"  On  me  thy  faith  be  staid  ; 
t(  On  me  for  ev'ry  tlwng  depend, 
"  I'm  Jesus  still,  the  sinner's  friend1, 

"Thou  need'st  not  be  afraid." 

HYMN    179.       L.  M. 

Love  to  Jesus. 

THEE  will  I  love,  my  Lord,  my  tow'r  ; 
Thee  will  I  love,  my  joy,  my  crown  ; 
Thee  will  I  love,  with  all  my  pow'r 
Of  mind,  and  strength,  and  thee  alone. 
2  Thee  will  I  love,  and  bless  thy  throne .; 
Thee  will  I  love,  my  Lord,  my  God  ; 
Thee  will  I  love,  beneath  thy  frown, 
Thy  smiles,  thy  sceptre,  or  thy  rod, 

HYMN    180.       L.    M. 

Redeemed  Sinners  praising  Eternal  Love, 

TO  love  divine,  th'  eternal  song, 
Shouted  around  Jehovah's  throne, 
Attend,  ye  sav'd,  ye  pardon'd  throng, 
And  make  the  rising  notes  your  <rvvn» 


148  HYMN    CLXXXI. 

2  'Tis  yours  to  sing  th'  eternal  date 
Of  love  divine,  and  how  it  moves 

To  helpless  man  ;  with  triumphs  great, 
Sing-  loud,  for  God  the  song  approves. 

3  Hail  BethPem  !  Hail  the  ruddy  morn, 
Whose  rays  beheld  the  infant  God  ! 
Messiah  of  a  virgin  born, 

A  God  !  a  man  to  die  in  blood. 

4  For  us  salvation  wide  displays 
Her  ambent  and  refreshing  wing  ; 
Thy  love,  dear  Saviour,  we  will  praise, 
And  nil  its  peerless  glories  sing. 

5  We'll  sing  the  garden  and  the  tree, 
Red  with  the  blood  that  cries  for  peace  ; 
Heav*n  echoes  back  as  pleas' d  in  thee 
To  shew  its  glories  and  its  grace. 

6  We'll  sing  a  note  that  high  prevails, 
Above  the  angels  free  from  sin  ; 
Who  cannot  taste  the  love  that  heals, 

Or  sweets  of  conscience  thus  made  clean. 

7  Thy  love,  O  Jesus,  is  the  theme, 
The  song  of  saints  shall  ever  tell ; 
And  through  eternity  proclaim 
The  vict'ry  over  sin  and  hell. 

HYMN    181.       CM. 

Longing  for  nearness  to  God. 

OH,  could  1  find  from  day  to  day, 
A  nearness  to  my  God ; 
Then  should  my  hours  glide  sweet  av,7:\\ 
And  lean  upon  his  word. 

2  Lord  I  desire  with  thee  to  live, 
A  new  from  dav  to  dav ; 


HYMN    CLXXXII.  149 

I'n  joys  the  world  can  never  give, 
Nor  ever  take  away. 

Oh,  Jesus  come  and  ride  my  heart, 
And  make  me  wholly  thine  ; 
'hat  I  may  never  more  depart, 
Nor  grieve  thy  love  divine. 

4  Thus,  till  my  last  expiring  breath, 
Thy  goodness  I'll  adore  ; 

And  when  my  flesh  dissolves  in  death, 
My  soid  shall  love  thee  more. 

5  Through  boundless  grace  I  then  shall  spend 
An  everlasting  day, 

In  the  embraces  of  that  friend, 
Who  took  my  guilt  away. 

6  His  worthy  name  shall  have  the  praise, 
To  whom  all  praise  is  due  ; 

While  angels  and  archangels  gaze 
On  scenes  for  ever  new. 

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HYMN    182.       L.  M.    :. 

The  Struggle  between  Faith  and  Uunbelief, 
Markix.  24. 

JESUS,  believing  we  rejoice, 
And  triumph  in  thy  pard'ning  voice  ; 
But  when  our  unbelief  prevails, 
Our  hope  departs,  our  comfort  fails. 

2  Thy  promise  does  our  hearts  revive. 
And  keep  our  fainting  hopes  alive  ; 
But  guilt,  and  fears,  and  sorrows  rise, 
When  unbelief  o'erclouds  our  eyes. 

3  Oh,  let  not  sin  and  Satan  boast, 
While  we  lie  mourning  in  the  dust, 
Nor  see  that  faith  to  ruin  brought, 

Which  thy  own  gracious  pow'r  hath  wrought. 


150  HYMN    CLXXX1U. 

4  Do  thou  the  dying  spark  infinite  ; 
Reveal  the  glories  of  thy  name  ; 
And  put  all  anxious  doubts  to  flight, 
As  shades  dispers'd  by  op'ning  light. 

HYMN    183.      C.  M. 

Christ  the  Head  of  the  Church.     Eph.  iv.  15,  16« 

JEsi  S,  we  sing  thy  matchless  grace, 
That  culls  base  worms  thj  own ; 
Gives  them  among  thy  saints  a  place, 
To  make  thy  glories  known. 

2  Alli'd  to  thee  our  vital  head, 
We  act  and  grow  and  thrive  ; 

From  thee  divided,  each  is  dead, 
When  most  he  seems  alive. 

3  Thy  saints  on  earth,  and  those  above, 
All  join  in  sweet  accord  ; 

One  body  all  in  mutual  love, 
And  thou  their  common  Lord. 

4  Oh,  may  our  faith  each  hour  receive 
The  Spirit  from  above  ; 

Thus  death  and  hell  shall  ne'er  deceive, 
Nor  break  the  bond  of  love. 

5  Thus  the  whole  body  wilt  present 
Before  thy  Father's  face  ; 

Nor  shall  a  wrinkle  or  a  spot, 
Its  beauteous  form  disgrace. 


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HYMN    184.       L.  M. 

Retirement  and  JMeditation.     Psalm  iv.  4. 
ETURN,  my  roving  heart,  return, 


And  chase  these  shadowy  forms  no  more 
Seek  out  some  solitude  to  mourn, 
^nd  thy  forsaken  God  implore, 


HYMN    CLXXXV.  151 

Wisdom  and  pleasure  dwell  at  home  ; 
tetir'd  and  silent  seek  them  there  : 
^his  is  the  way  to  overcome, 
"he  way  to  break  the  tempter's  snare. 

And  thou,  my  God,  whose  piercing  eye 
)istinct  surveys  each  deep  recess, 
[In  these  abstracted  hours  draw  nigh, 
I  And  with  thy  presence  fill  the  place. 

4  Through  the  recesses  of  my  heart, 

I  My  search  let  heav'nly  wisdom  guide, 
And  still  its  radiant  beams  impart, 
'Till  all  be  search'd  and  purify 'd. 

5  Then  with  the  visits  of  thy  love, 
Vouchsafe  my  inmost  soid  to  cheer ; 
'Till  ev'ry  grace  shall  join  to  prove, 
That  God  hathfix'd  his  dwelling1  there, 

HYMN    185.       C.    M. 

Submission  under  bereaving  Pavidencesi 
Ps.  xlvi.  10. 

PEACE,  'tis  the  Lord  Jehovah's  hand, 
That  blasts  our  joys  in  death ; 
Changes  the  visage  once  so  dear, 
And  gathers  back  our  breath. 

-2  'Tis  He,  the  potentate  supreme 

Of  all,  the  worlds  above, 
Whose  steady  counsels  wisely  rule., 
Nor  from  their  purpose  move. 

3  'Tis  He,  whose  justice  might  demand 

Our  souls  a  sacrifice  ; 
Yet  scatters,  with  unwearied  hand 

A  thousand  rich  supplies. 

4 "  Our  cov'nant-God  and  Father  he, 
In  Christ  our  bleeding  Lord  ; 


152  HYMN    CLXXXVI. 

Whose  grace  can  heal  the  bursting"  heart, 
With  one  reviving*  word. 

5  Silent  we  own  Jehovah's  name  ; 

We  kiss  his  scourging-  hand ; 
And  yield  our  comforts,  and  our  life, 

To  his  supreme  command. 

HYMN    186.       C.    M. 

Belshazzar,  or  the  Sinner  trembling. 
Dan.  v.  5,  6. 

POOR  sinners  !  little  do  they  think 
With  whom  thev  have  to  do  ! 
They  stand  securely  on  the  brink 
Of  everlasting"  woe. 

2  Chaldea's  king,  profanely  bold, 
The  Lord  of  hosts  defy'd  ; 

But  vengeance  soon  his  boasts  control'd, 
And  humbled  all  his  pride. 

3  He  saw  a  hand  upon  the  wall, 
'     And  trembled  on  his  throne, 
"Which  wrote  his  sudden,  dreadful  fall, 

In  characters  unknown. 

4  See  him  o'erwhelm'd  with  deep  distress  v 
His  eyes  with  anguish  roll ; 

His  looks  and  loosened  joints  express 
The  terrors  of  his  soul. 

5  His  pomp  and  music,  guests  and  wine, 
No  more  delight  afford  : 

O  sinner,  e'er  this  case'^be  thine, 
Begin  to  seek  the  Lord. 

6  The  law  like  this  hand  writing  stands, 
And  speaks  the  wrath  of  God  ; 

But  Jesus  answers  its  demands, 
And  cancels  it  with  blood, 


HYMN     CLXXXVH.  15^ 

HYMN    187.       L.  M. 

Parable  of  the  Wheat  and  Tares, 
Matt.  xiii.  37—42. 

THOUGH  in  the  earthly  church  below, 
The  wheat  and  tares  together  grow  ; 
Jesus  ere  long  will  weed  the  crop, 
And  pluck  the  tares,  in  anger  up. 

2  Will  it  relieve  their  horrors  there, 
To  recollect  their  stations  here  ? 

How  much  they  heard,  how  much  they  knew, 
How  long  among  the  wheat  they  grew  ! 

3  Oh  !  this  will  aggravate  their  case  ! 
They  perish  under  means  of  grace  ; 
To  them  the  word  of  life  and  faith 
Became  an  instrument  of  death.  J 

4  We  seem  alike  when  thus  we  meet, 
Strangers  might  think  we  all  were  wheat . 
But  to  the  Lord's  all-searching  eyes, 
Each  heart  appears  without  disguise. 

5  The  tares  are  spar'd  for  various  ends,  " 
Some,  for  the  sake  of  praying  friends ; 
Others,  the  Lord  against  their  will, 
Employs  his  counsel  to  fulfil. 

6  But  though  they  grow  so  tall  and  strong, 
His  plan  will  not  require  them  long  ; 

In  harvest  when  he  saves  his  own, . 
The  tares  shall  into  hell  be  thrown. 

HYMN  ■  1 88.      Eights  and  Sevens. 
Blind  Bartimeus.     Mark  x.  41,  48. 

"  IV!  ERCY>  °  thou  Son  of  David  !" 

jLyA  Thus  the  blind  Bartim'us  pray'd; 
Others  by  thy  word  are  saved, 
Now  to  me  afford  thine  aid. 

7* 


154  HYMN     CLXXXIX. 

2  Many  for  his  crying"  chid  him, 
But  he  call'cl  the  louder  still ; 
Till  the  gracious  Saviour  bid  him, 
"  Come,  and  ask  me  what  you  will." 

3  Money  was  not  what  he  wanted, 
Though  by  begging"  us'd  to  live  ; 
But  he  ask'd,  and  Jesus  granted, 
Alms  which  none  but  he  could  give. 

4  "  Lord  remove  this  grevious  blindness, 
"  Let  my  eyes  behold  the  day  ["' 
Straight  he  saw,  and  won  by  kindness, 
Follow'd  Jesus  in  the  way. 

6  Oh  !  methinks,  I  hear  him  praising, 
Publishing  to  all  around ; 
"  Friends,  is  not  my  case  amazing  ? 
What  a  Saviour  I  have  found  ! 

6  Oh  !  that  all  the  blind  but  knew  him, 
And  would  be  advised  by  me  ! 
Surely  they  would  hasten  to  him, 

He  would  cause  them  all  to  see. 

7  Now  I  freely  leave  my  garment, 
Follow  Jesus  in  the  way, 

lie  will  guide  me  by  his  counsel, 
Bring  me  to  eternal  day." 

HYMN    189.     L.  M. 

Our  Bodies  the  Temple  of  the  Holy  Ghost* 
1  Cor.  vi.  19.     1  John  v.  21. 

A  ND  will  th'  offended  God  again 
1\.  Return  and  dwell  with  sinfid  men  ? 
Will  he  within  this  bosom  raise 


HYMN     CXC.  IS  5 

2  The  jcyfid  news  transports  my  breast, 
All  hail !  I  cry,  thou  heav'nly  guest ! 
lift  up  your  heads,  ye  pow'rs  within, 
And  let  the  King  of  glory  in. 

3  Enter  with  all  thy  heav'nly  train, 
Here  live,  and  here  for  ever  reign  ; 
Thy  sceptre  o'er  my  passions  sway, 
Let  love  command,  and  I'll  obey. 

4  Reason  and  conscience  shall  submit, 
And  pay  their  homage  at  thy  feet ; 

To  thee  I'll  consecrate  my  "heart, 
And  bid  each  rival  thence  depart. 

HYMN    190.      Sevens  and  Sixes- 

The  Pilgrim's  Song. 

RISE,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings, 
Thy  better  portion  trace  ; 
Rise  from  transitory  things, 

Tow'rds  heav'n  thy  native  place. 
Sun,  and  moon,  and  stars  decay, 

Time  shall  soon  this  earth  remove  ;    - 
Rise,  my  soul,  and  haste  away 
To  seats  prepar d  above. 

2  Rivers  to  the  ocean  run, 
Nor  stay  in  all  their  course  : 

Fire  ascending-  seeks  the  sun, 

"  Both  speed  them  to  their  source  ; 

So  a  soul  that's  born  of  God, 

Pants  to  view  his  glorious  face  ; 
Upward  tends  to  his  abode, 

To  rest  in  his  embrace. 

3  Fly  me  riches,  fly  me  cares, 
While  I  that  coast  explore  ; 

Flatt'ring  world  with  all  thy  snares, 
Solicit  me  no  more. 


156  HYMN     CXC1. 

Pilgrims  fix  not  here  their  home, 

Strangers  tarry  but  a  night ; 
When  the  last  dear  morn  is  come, 

They'll  rise  to  joyful  light. 
4  Cease,  ye  pilgrims,  cease  to  mourn? 

Press  onward  to  the  prize  ; 
Soon  the  Saviour  will  return, 

Triumphant  in  the  skies  : 
There  we'll  join  the  heav nly.  train, 

Welcom'd  to  partake  the  bliss  ; 
Ply  from  sorrow  and  from  pain, 

To  realms  of  endless  peace. 

HYMN    191.  L.  M. 

The  Christian  Warfare. 

JESUS  my  king1  proclaims  the  war, 
"  Awake,  the  pow'rS  of  hell  are  near  \ 
"  Arm  with  my  grace  '"     I  hear  him  cry, 
"  'Tis  yours  to  conquer  or  to  die." 

2  Rous'd  by  the  animating  sound, 
J  cast  my  eager  eyes  around  ; 
Make  haste  to  gird  my  armour  on, 
And  bid  each  trembling  fear  be  gone. 

3  Hope  is  my  helmet,  faith  my  shield, 
The  word  of  God,  the  sword  I  wield  ; 
With  sacred  truth  my  loins  are  girt, 
And  holy  zeal  inspires  my  heart. 

4  Thus  arm'd,  I  venture  on  the  fight 
Resolv'd  to  put  my  foes  to  flight  ; 
While  Jesus  kindly  deigns  to  spread 
His  conquering  banner  o'er  my  head. 

5  In  him  I  hope,  in  him  I  trust ; 
His  bleeding  cross  is  all  my  boast ; 
Thro'  troops  of  foes  he'll  lead  me  on 
To  vict'ry  and  the  victor's  crown. 


HYMN    CXCIL  15: 

HYMN    192.      Sevens. 

Flying  to   Christ  under  Temptation. 

JESUS  lover  of  my  soul, 
Let  me  to  thy  bosom  fly,    . 
While  the  billows  near  me  roll, 

While  the  tempest  still  is  high  ; 
Hide  me,  O  my  Saviour,  hide, 

Till  the  storm  of  life  be  past ; 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide, 
Oh,  receive  my  soul  at  last  \ 

2  Other  refuge  have  I  none, 

Lo  !  I  helpless  hang  on  thee  : 
Leave,  Oh,  leave  me  not  alone, 

Lest  I  basely  shrink  and  flee  ; 
Thou  art  all  my  trust  and  aid, 

All  my  help  from  thee  i  bring ; 
Cover  my  defenceless  head 

With  the  shadow  of  thy  wing  ! 

3  Thou,  O  Christ,  art  all  I  want, 
Boundless  love  in  thee  I  find  : 

Raise  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint, 
Heal  the  sick,  and  lead  the  blind, 

Just  and  holy  is  thy  name, 
I  am  all  unrighteousness*, 

Vile  and  full  of  sin  I  am, 

Thou  art  full  of  truth  and  grace. 

4  Plenteous  grace  with  thee  is  found, 
Grace  to  pardon  all  my  sin  ; 

Let  the  healing  streams  abound, 
Make  and  keep  me  pure  within  : 

Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art, 
Freely  let  me  take  of  thee  ;     ' 

Reign,  6  Lord,  witliin  my  heart, 
Reign  to  all  eternity. 


158  HYMN    CXCI1I. 

HYMN    193.       L.  M. 

Hypocrites,  or  the  blasted  Fig-tree.  Murk.  xi.  20. 
iNE  awfiil  word  which  .Jesus  spoke, 


o 


Against  the  tree  which  bare  no  fruit, 
More  dreadful  than  the  light'ning's  stroke, 
Blasted  and  dry  d  it  to  the  root. 

2  How  many,  who  the  gospel  hear, 
Whom  Satan  binds,  and  sin  deceives, 
May  with  this  wither'd  tree  compare  ? 
They  yield  no  fruit,  but  only  leaves. 

3  Knowledge,  and  zeal,  and  gifts,  and  talk, 
Unlesss  combin'd  with  faith  and  love, 
And  witness'd  by  a  gospel  walk, 

Will  not  a  true  profession  prove. 

4  Without  such  fruit  as  God  expects, 
Knowledge  will  make  our  state  the  worse  ; 
The  barren  trees  he  still  rejects, 

And  soon  will  blast  them  with  his  curse. 

5  O  Lord,  unite  our  hearts  in  pray'r,    ' 
On  each  of  us  thy  spirit  send  ; 

That  we  the  fruits  of  grace  may  bear, 
And  find  acceptance  in  the  end. 

HYMN    194.       L.  M. 

Christians  endangered  by  the  cares  of  the  world. 
Luke  x.  38 — 12. 

BLESS'D  Martha  love  and  joy  express'd, 
To  entertain  her  heav'nly  guest ; 
While  Mary  ravish'd  with  her  Lord, 
Sat  at  his  feet,  and  heard  his  word. 
2  True  love  divine,  in  both  the  same, 
Led  each  to  rrlorify  his  name  ; 
Each  met  her. Lord  with  joyful  heart, 
"  But  Mary  chose  the  better  part." 


HYMN    CXCV.  159 

l>  While  one  prepaid  her  earthly  bread, 
Irhe  other  waited  to  be  fed  ; 
|3ne  toil'd  with  care  to  spread  a  feast, 
Irhe  other  lean'd  on  Jesu's  breast, 

I  i  Both  met  the  favor  of  their  Lord, 
ffis  grace  for  each  prepared  a  word  : 
I  While  Mary  drank  full  draughts  of  love, 
■Grace,  careful  Mary  did  reprove. 

p  Thus  Christians  with  the  world  are  vex'd, 
LOft  are  encumberM  and  perplex'd ; 

1  Vain  trifles  so  engross  their  thought, 
[The  one  thing  needful  is  forgot. 

[6  Teach  us,  dear  Lord,  that  part  to  choose, 
Which  through  thy  grace  we  ne'er  shall  lose  , 
Then  could  we  call  the  world  our  own, 
We'd  leave  it  all  to  see  thy  throne. 

HYMN    195.      C.  M. 

The  rich  toorldling  condemned.    Luke  xiL 
16—21. 
"  A/fY  barns  are  full,  my  stores  increase, 

ITjL  And  now  for  many  years, 
Soul,  eat  and  drink,  and  take  thine  ease, 
Secure  from  wants  and  fears." 

2  Thus  while  a  worldling  boasted  once, 
As  many  now  presume  ; 

He  heard  the  Lord  himself  pronounce 
His  sudden,  awful  doom : 

3  "  This  night,  vain  fool,  thy  soul  must  pass 
Into  a  world  unknown  ; 

And  who  shall  then  the  stores  possess, 
Which  thou  hast  call'd  thine  own !" 

4  Thus  blinded  mortals  fondly  scheme 
For  happiness  below ; 


150  HYMN    CXCVI. 

rill  death  destroys  the  pleasing-  dream, 
And  they  awake  to  woe. 

5  Ah  !  who  can  speak  the  vast  dismay 
That  fills  the  sinner's  mind, 

When  torn  by  death's  strong  hand  away, 
He  leaves  his  all  beliind. 

6  Worldling-s  who  cleave  to  earthly  things, 
But  are  not  rich  to  God, 

Will  feel  that  death  is  full  of  stings, 
And  hell  a  dark  abode. 

7  Dear  Saviour,  make  us  timely  wise, 
Thy  gospel  to  attend  ; 

That  we  may  live  above  the  skies, 
When  time  and  life  shall  end. 

HYMN    196.       6.  M. 

Importunate  Prayer.     Luke  xviii.  1—7 

JESUS,  who  knows  full  well 
The  heart  of  ev'rv  saint, 
Invites  us  all  our  griefs  to  tell, 
To  pray  and  never  faint. 

J  He  bows  his  gracious  ear, 
We  never  plead  in  vain  ; 
Then  let  us  wait  till  he  appear, 
And  pray,  and  pray  again. 

3  Though  unbelief  suggest, 
Why  should  we  longer  wait  ? 

He  bids  us  never  give  him  rest, 
But  knock  at  mercy's  gate, 

4  Jesus  the  Lord  will  hear 
His  chosen  when  they  cry  ; 

Tes,  though  he  may  a  while  forbear, 
He  11  help  them  from  on  high. 


HYMN    CXCYII.  161 

5  His  nature  truth  and  love, 
Engage  him  on  their  side  ; 

"When  they  are  griev'd,  his  bowels  move, 
They  will  not  be  deny'd. 

6  Then  let  us  earnest  cry, 
And  never  faint  in  pray'r  : 

He  sees,  he  hears,  and  from  on  high, 
Will  make  our  cause  his  care. 


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HYMN    197.      L.  M. 

Exhortation  to  Prayer. 

HAT  various  hindrances  we  meet, 
In  coming  to  a  mercy  seat  ! 
Yet  who  that  knows  the  worth  of  pray'r, 
But  wishes  to  be  often  there. 

2  Pray'r  makes  the  darkened  cloud  withdraw ; 
Pray'r  climbs  the  ladder  Jacob  saw  ; 

Gives  exercise  to  faith  and  love, 
Brings  ev1ry  blessing  from  above. 

3  Eestraining  prayer  we  cease  to  fight ; 
Pray'r  makes  the  Christian's  armour  bright  $ 
And  Satan  trembles,  when  he  sees 

The  weakest  saint  upon  his  knees. 

4  Have  you  no  words  ?  Ah,  think  again, 
Words  flow  apace  when  you  complain, 
And  fill  your  fellow-creature's  ear, 
With  the  sad  tale  of  all  your  care. 

5  Were  half  the  breath  thus  vjiinly  spent, 
To  heav'n  in  supplication  sent, 

Your  cheerful  song  would  oft'ner  be, 
w  Hear  what  the  Lord  hath  done  for  me." 


5L62  H  Y  M  N     CXCVlli. 

hymn  198.     s;  M. 

Waiting  at  the  Pool.     John  v.  2 — 4t. 

11  ESIDE  the  gospel  pool, 
3  Appointed  for  the  poor  ; 
From  year  to  year  my  helpless  soul 
Has  waited  for  a  cure. 

2  When  will  the  Lord  appear, 
My  malady  to  heal  ! 

He  knows  how  long  I've  languished  here, 
And  what  distress  I  feel. 

3  How  often  have  I  thought 
Why  should  I  longer  lie  ? 

Surely  the  mercy  I  have  sought 
Is  not  for  si  ich  as  I. 

4  But  whither  can  I  go  ? 
There  is  no  other  pool, 

■Where  streams  of  sov'reign  virtue  flow, 
To  make  a  sinner  whole. 

5  Here  then,  from  day  to  day, 
I'll  wait,   and  hope,  and  cry  : 

WillJesus  hear  a  sinner  pray, 
Yet  suffer  him  to  die  ? 

6  No  !  he  is  full  of  grace  ; 
He  never  v.  ill  permit 

A  soid  that  fain  would  see  his  face, 
To  perish  at  his  feet. 

h y;mn  199.     c.  m. 

Eternal  Life  in  Christ.     John  vi.  67 — 62. 
^HEX  any  turn  from  Zion's  way, 


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(As  numbers  often  do,) 
Methinks  I  hear  my  Saviour  say 
T£  Wilt  thou  forsake  me  too  ?' 


HYMN    CC.  16: 

2  Ah,  Lord  !  with  such  a  heart  as  mine, 

Unless  thou  hold  me  fast, 
My  faith  will  fail,  1  shall  decline, 

And  prove  like  them  at  last. 
o  'Tis  thou  alone  hast  pow'r  and  grace,- 

To  save  a  wretch  like  me  ; 
To  whom  then  shall  I  turn  my  face, 

If  I  depart  from  thee. 

4  Beyond  a  doubt  I  rest  assur'd 
Thou  art  the  Christ  of  Gob  ; 

Who  hast  eternal  life  secur  d, 
By  promise  and  by  blood. 

5  The  help  of  men  and  angels  join' 4, 
Could  never  reach  my  case  ! 

Nor  can  I  hope  relief  to  find, 
But  in  thy  boundless  grace. 

6  No  voice  but  thine  can  give  me  rest, 
And  bid  my  fears  depart ; 

No  love  but  thine  can  make  me  blest, 
And  satisfy  my  heart. 

HYMN  200.     Eights  and  Sixes. 

Power  of  Divine  Love.     Acts  ix.  6. 

IF  God  had  bid  his  thunders  roll, 
And  lightnings  flash  to  blast  my  soul, 

I  still  had  stubborn  been  : 
But  mercy  has  my  heart  subdu'd, 
A  bleeding  Saviour  I  have  view'd, 

And  now  I  hate  my  sin. 
2  Now,  Lord,  I  would  be  thine  along, 
Come  take  possession  of  thine  own, 

For  thou  hast  set  me  free  ; 
Released  from  Satan's  hard  commanc}, 
See  all  my  pow'rs  in  waiting  stand* 

To  be  employ'd  by  tliee-. 


164  HYMN    CCL 

3  My  will  conform'd  to  thine  would  move, 
On  thee  my  hope,  desire,  and  love, 

In  fix'd  attention  join  : 
My  hands,  my  eyes,  my  ears,  my  tongue, 
Have  Satan  s  servants  been  too  long, 

But  now  they  shall  be  thine. 

4  And  can  I  be  the  very  same, 

"Who  lately  durst  blaspheme  thy  name, 

And  on  thy  gospel  tread  ? 
Surely  each  one  who  hears  my  case, 
Will  praise  thee,  and  confess  thy  grace 

Invincible  indeed  ? 

HYMN    201.       C.  M. 

Joy  in  the  Holy  Ghost. 

Y  soul  doth  magnify  the  Lord, 
My  spirit  doth  rejoice 
In  God,  my  Saviour  and  my  God  ; 
I  hear  his  joyful  voice. 

2  I  need  not  go  abroad  for  joy, 
"Who  have  a  feast  at  home  : 

My  sighs  are  turned  into  songs, 
The  Comforter  is  come. 

3  Down  from  on  high  the  blessed  dove, 
Is  come  into  my  breast ; 

To  witness  God's  eternal  love  : 
j-    This  is  my  heav'nly  feast. 

4-  This  makes  me  Abba,  Father,  cry, 

With  confidence  of  soul ; 
It  makes  me  cry,  my  Lord,  my  God, 

And  that  without  control. 

5  The/e  is  a  stream  that  issues  forth 
From  God's  eternal  throne, 


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HYMN    CCU.  16; 

And  from  the  Lamb,  a  living-  stream, 
Clear  as  the  chrystal  stone. 

6  The  stream  doth  water  Paradise, 
It  makes  the  angels  sing*, 

One  cordial  drop  revives  my  heart ; 
Hence  all  my  joys  do  spring-. 

7  Such  joys  as  are  unspeakable, 
And  full  of  glory  too  ; 

Such  hidden  manna,  hidden  pearls, 
As  worldling's  do  not  know. 

8  Eye  hath  not  seen,  nor  ear  hath  heard. 
From  fancy  'tis  conceal'd, 

What  thou,  Lord,  hast  laid  up  for  thine. 
And  hast  to  me  reveal'd. 

9  I  see  thy  face,  I  hear  thy  voice, 
I  taste  thy  sweetest  love  ; 

My  soul  doth  leap  ;  but  oh  !  for  wings, 
The  wings  of  Noah's  dove  ! 

10  Then  should  I  fly  far  hence  away, 
Leaving  this  world  of  sin  ; 

Then  should  my  Lord  put  forth  his  hand, 
And  kindly  take  me  in. 

11  Then  should  my  soul  with  angels  feast. 
On  joys  that  always  last  : 

Bless'd  be  my  God,  the  God  of  joy, 
-  Who  gives  me  here  a  taste. 

HYMN    202.       C.  M. 


II 


Rejoicing  in  a  Revival  of  Religion 
ARK!  hear  the  sound,  on  earth 'tis 


Of  dying  love  that's  from  above. 
Of  pardon  bought  most  dear 


166  HYMN    CCI1I. 

2  God's  minister's  a  flaming-  fire, 
Are  passing-  through  the  land, 

Their  voice  is,  "  hear,  repent,  and  fear, 
"  King-  Jesus  is  at  hand." 

3  Young-  converts  sing  and  praise  their  king-, 
Arid  bless  God's  holy  name  ; 

"Whilst  older  saints  leave  their  complaints, 
And  joy  to  join  the  theme. 

4  Conv'mc'd  of  sin,  men  now  begin 
To  call  upon  the  Lord, 

Trembling-  they  pray,  and  mourn  the  day 
In  winch  they  scorn'd  his  word. 

5  God's  chariot  rolls,  and  fVig-hts  the  souls 
Of  those  who  hate  the  truth  ; 

And  saints  in  pray'r,  cry,  Lord,  drew  near, 
Have  mercy  on  the  youth. 

6  Pour  down  a  show'r  of  thy  great  pow'r, 
On  ev'ry  aching-  heart • 

On  all  who  try  and  humbly  cry, 
That  they  may  have  a  part. 

7  Come,  sinners,  all,  hear  now  God's  call, 
And  pray  with  one  accord ; 

Saints,  raise  your  songs — with  joyful  tongues, 
To  hail  th'  approaching*  Lord. 

HYMN    203.       L.  M. 

An  awakened  Sinner  lamenting  lus  past  security 

4  LAS,  alas,  how  blind  I've  been, 
J\.  How  little  of  myself  I've  seen ! 
Sportive  I  s-ail'd  the  sensual  tide, 
Thoughtless  of  God  whom  I  defy'd. 

2  I  heard  of  heaven,  I  heard  of  hell, 
"Where  bliss  and  woe  eternal  dwell ; 


HYMN     CCIV.  167 

But  mock'd  the  threats  of  truth  divine, 
And  scorn'd  the  place  where  ang-els  shine. 

3  My  angry  heart  refus'd  the  blood, 
Of  a  descending,  suffering  God  ; 
And  guilty  passion  boldly  broke 

The  holy  law  which  heav'n  had  spoke. 

4  Th'  alluring  world  control'd  my  choice, 
When  conscience  spake,  I  hush'd  its  voice, 
Securely  laugh'd  along  the  road, 

Which  hapless  millions  first  had  trod. 

5  Now  the  Almighty  God  comes  near, 
And  makes  me  shake  with  awful  fear  ; 
His  terrors  all  my  strength  exhaust, 
My  fear  grows  high,  my  peace  is  lost. 

6  With  keen  remorse  I  feel  my  wound, 
And  seem  to  hear  the  dreadful  sound, 

"  Depart  from  me,  thou  wretch  undone, 
"  Go  reap  thy  sin,  and  feel  my  frown." 

7  Thus  ends  my  mirthful,  thoughtless  life, 
TilTd  up  with  folly,  guilt  and  strife  j 
Perhaps  I  sink  to  endless  pain, 

Nor  hear  the  voice  of  joy  again. 

HYMN    104.       C.  M. 

The  successful  Resolve.     Iivill  go  in  unto  the 
King.     Esther  iv.   16. 

C1 OME,  humble  sinner,  in  whose  breast, 
)  A  thousand  thoughts  revolve, 
Come,  with  your  guilt  and  fear  oppsest, 

KvA  make  this  last  resolve. 
2  "  Til  go  to  Jesus,  though  my  sin 

Hath  like  a  mountain  rose  ; 
I  know  his  courts,  I'll  enter  in, 
Whatever  niay  oppose, 


168  HYMN    CCV. 

3  "  Prostrate  I'll  lie  before  his  throne. 
And  there  my  guilt  confess, 

I'll  tell  him  I'm  a  wretch  undone, 
Without  Ins  sov'reign  grace. 

4  "  I'll  to  the  gracious  king-  approach, 
Whose  sceptre  pardon  gives, 

Perhaps  he  may  command  my  touch, 
And  then  the  suppliant  lives. 

5  "  Perhaps  he  will  admit  my  pica. 
Perhaps  will  hear  my  pray'r  ; 

But  if  I  perish  I  will  pray, 
And  perish  only  there. 

6  "  I  can  but  perish  if  I  go, 
I  am  resolv'd  to  try  : 

For  if  I  stay  away,  I  know 
I  must  for  ever  die.'* 

HYMN  205.      Eights  and  Sixes. 

The  Returning  Penitent. 
%¥7"HEN  with  my  mind  devoutly  press'd. 
T  ▼     Dear  Saviour,  my  revolving  breast 
Would  past  ofFences  trace  ; 
Trembling'  I  make  the  black  review, 
Yet  pleas'd  behold,  admiring  too, 
The  pow'r  of  changing  grace. 

2  This  tongue  with  blasphemies  defil'd. 
These  feet  to  erring  paths  beguil'd, 

In  heav'nly  league  agree  : 
"Who  would  believe  such  lips  could  praise, 
Or  think  from  dark  and  winding  ways, 

I  e'er  should  turn  to  thee  ? 

3  These  eyes  that  once  abus'dthe  light, 
Vow  lift  to  thee  their  wat'ry  \ 

And  wefcp  a  silent  fteod  ; 


HYMN    CCVI.  169 

These  hands  are  rais'd  in  ceaseless  pray'r, 
Oh,  wash  away  the  stains  they  wear, 
In  pure  redeeming'  blood. 

4  These  ears,  that  once  could  entertain 
The  midnight  oath,  the  festive  strain, 

Around  the  sinful  board  ; 
Now  deaf  to  all  th*  enchanting-  noise, 
Avoid  the  throng,  detest  their  joys, 

And  long  to  hear  thy  word. 

5  Thus  art  thou  serv'd  in  ev'ry  part, 

Go  on,  bless  d  Lord,  to  cleanse  my  heart. 

That  drossy  thing  refine  ; 
That  grace  may  nature's  powr's  control, 
And  a  new  creature,  body,  soul, 

Be  all  and  wholly  thine> 

HYMN    206.      Elevens, 

And  the  Soul  of  the  People  ivas  much  discouraged 
because  of  the  -zvay.     Numb.  xxi.  4. 

HOW  many  and  great  are  the  foes  which  in- 
fest ■ 
The  way  thro'  this  world  to  the  Canaan  of  rest  ? 
The  traveller  ever  his  Lord  would  obey, 
Yet  oft  is  discouraged  because  of  the  way. 

2  Though  Satan,  the  world,  and  corruptions 

combine, 
And  try  to  prevent  the  poor  Pilgrim's  design  ; 
They  cannot  destroy,  though  they  often  betray. 
And  make  him  discourag-'d  because  of  the  way. 

3  When  good  he  would  do,  imperfections  a- 

bound, 
His  graces  are  weak,  and  temptations  surround  ; 
For  many  turn  back,  and  would  lead  him  astray, 
Which  makes  him  discouraged  because  of  the 

way. 

8 


iro  hymn  ccvn. 

4  Yet  why  should  the  Christian,  of  Canaan  des- 

pair, 
Perplex'd  or  alarnYd  with  dishonouring-  fear  ? 
Let  him  but  his  map  and  his  leader  obey, 
Nor  more  be  discourage'd  because  of  the  way. 

5  In  Christ  inexhaustible  treasures  are  stor'd, 
And  Jesus  will  suitable  blessings  afford  ; 

Then  why  should  the  Pilgrim  be  filTd  with  dis- 
may ? 
Or  why  be  discourag'd  because  of  the  way  ? 

6  Unquenchable  love  and  omnipotent  pow'r. 
Will  land  him  ere  long  on  the  heav'nh/  shore  ; 
There  pleasure  eternal  will  amply  repay, 
For  all  the  discouragements  found  in  the  way. 

HYMN    207.      Elevens. 

Exceeding  great  and  precious  Promises. 

2  Pet.  i.  4. 

HOW  firm  a  foundation  ye  stunts  of  the  Lord, 
Is  la;d  for  your  faith  in  his  excellent  word  ! 
What  more  can  he  say  than  to  you  he  hath  said, 
Who  unto  the  Saviour  for  refuge  have  fled  ? 
•2  In  ev'ry  condition,  in  sickness,  in  health, 
In  poverty's  vale,  or  abounding  m  wealth  ; 
At  home  and  abroad,  on  the  land,  on  the  sea, 
"  As  tby  days  may  demand,  shall  thy  strength 
ever  be. 

3  "  Fear  not,  I  am  with  thee,  Oh,  be  not  dismay'd. 
For  I  am  thy  God,  and  will  still  give  thee  aid ; 
I'll  strengthen  thee,  help  thee,  and  cause  thee 

to  stand, 
Upheld  by  my  righteous  omnipotent  hand. 

4  "  When  thro'  the  deep,  waters  T  call  thee  to  go, 
The  rivers  of  sorrow  shall  not  overflow  ; 

For  1  will  be  with  thee  thy  troubles  to  bless. 
And  sanctify  to  thee,  thy  deepest  distress. 


hymn  ecvni.  in 

5  *  When  thro'  fiery  trials  thy  pathway  shall  lie, 
My  gTace  all-sufficient  shall  be  thy  supply  ; 
The  flames  shall  not  hurt  thee,  I  only  design 
Thy  dross  to  consume,  and  thy  gold  to  refine. 

6  "  E'n  down  to  old  age,  all  my  people  shall 

prove 
My  sovereign,  eternal,  unchangeable  love  ; 
And  then  when  grey  hairs  shall  their  temples, 

adorn, 
Like  lambs  they  shall  still  in  my  bosom  be  borne, 

7  "  The  soul  that  on  Jesus  hath  lean'd  for  repose.* 

1  will  not,  I  will  not  desert  to  his  foes ; 

That  soul,  tho*  all  hell  should   endeavour  t© 

shake, 
I'll  never — no  never — no  never  forsake." 

HYMN  208.       CM. 

The  Request. 

FATHER,  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss, 
Thy  sov'reign  will  denies, 
Accepted  at  thy  throne  of  grace, 
Let  this  petition  rise  : 

2  "  Give  me  a  calm,  a  thankful  heart. 
From  ev'ry  marmur  free  ; 

The  blessings  of  thy  grace  impart, 
And  make  me  live  to  thee. 

3  "  Let  the  sweet  hope  that  I  am  thine, 
My  life  and  death  attend  ; 

Thy  presence  through  my  journey  shiae, 
And  crown  my  journey's  end." 

HYMN    209.       C.    M. 

Watchfulness  and  Prayer.     Matt.  xxvi.  4l> 

ALAS,  what  hourly  dangers  rise  ! 
What  snares  beset  my  way  ] 


172  HYMN    CCX. 

To  heav'n,  Oh,  let  me  lift  my  eyes, 
And  hourly  watch  and  pray. 

2  How  oft  my  mournful  thoughts  complain, 
And  melt  in  flowing  tears  ! 

My  weak  resistance,  ah,  how  vain  ! 
How  strong  my  foes  and  fears  ! 

3  O  gracious  God,  in  whom  I  live, 
My  feeble  efforts  aid  ; 

Help  me  to  watch,  and  pray,  and  strive. 
Though  trembling  and  afraid. 

4  Increase  my  faith,  increase  my  hope, 
When  foes  and  fears  prevail  ; 

And  bear  my  fainting  spirit  up, 
Or  soon  my  strength  will  fail. 

5  Whene'er  temptations  fright  my  heart, 
Or  lure  my  feet  aside, 

My  God,  thy  pow'rful  aid  impart, 

Nor  cease  to  be  my  guide. 
5  Oh,  keep  me  in  thy  heav'nly  way, 

And  bid  the  tempter  flee  ; 
And  let  me  never,  never  stray 

Trom  happiness  and  thee. 

HYMN    210.       L.  M» 
Prayer  answered  by  Crosses. 

[ASK'D  the  Lord  that  I  might  grow, 
In  faith,  and  love,  and  ev'ry  grace  ; 
Might  more  of  his  salvation  know, 
And  seek  more  earnestly  his  face. 

2  'Twas  he  who  taught  me  thus  to  pray. 
And  he,  I  trust  has  answer'd  pray'r  ; 
But  it  has  been  in  such  a  way, 

As  almost  drove  me  to  despair. 

3  I  hop'd  that  in  some  favor'd  It  our.. 
At  once  he'd  answer  my  request 


HYMN    CCXL  173 

And  by  his  love's  restraining  pow'r, 
Subdue  my  sins,  and  give  me  rest,- 

4  Instead  of  this,  he  made  meieel 
The  hidden  evils  of  my  heart ; 
And  let  the  angry  pow'rs  of  hell, 
Assault  my  soul  in  ev'ry  part. 

5  Yea  more,  with  his  own  hand,  he  seem'd 
Intent  to  aggravate  my  woe  ; 

Cross'd  all  the  vast  designs  I  schem  d, 
Blasted  my  grounds  and  laid  me  low. 

6  "  Lord,  why  is  this,''  I  trembling  cry'd, 
"  Wilt  thou  pursue  thy  worm  to  death  !" 
"  *Tis  in  this  way,"  the  Lord  reply  d, 

**  I  answer  pray'r  for  grace  and  faith. 

7  "  These  inward  trials  I  employ, 
From  self  and  pride,  to  set  thee  free  ; 
And  break  thy  schemes  of  earthly  joy. 
That  thou  may'st  seek  thy  all  in  me." 

HYMN   -21 -J.       C.    M. 

Secret  Prayer.     Matt.  vi.  6 

FATHER  divine,  thy  piercing  eye, 
Sees  thro'  the  darkest  night ; 
In  deep  retirement  thou  art  nigh, 
With  heart  discerning  sight. 

2  There  may  thy  piercing  eye  survey 
My  solemn  homage  paid, 

With  evr  y  morning's  dawning  ray, 
And  evr'y  evening "s  shade. 

3  Oh,  let  thy  own  celestial  fire, 
The  incense  still  inflame  ; 

Wliile  my  warm  vows  to  thee  aspire, 
Thro'  my  Redeemer's  name. 


1U  HYMN    CCXIT. 

4  So  shall  the  visits  of  thy  love 

My  soul  in  secret,  bless  ; 
So  shalt  thou  deign  in  worlds  above, 

Thy  suppliant  to  confess. 

HYMN    212.       L.    M. 

Family  Prayer.     Gen.  xviii.  19. 

FATHER  of  all,  thy  care  we  bless, 
Which  crowns  our  families  with  peace  j 
From  thee  they  spring,  and  by  thy  hand, 
They  were  and  still  shall  be  sustain'd. 

2  To  God,  most  worthy  to  be  prais'd, 
Be  our  domestic  altars  rais'd  : 

"Who,  Lord  of  heav'n,  scorns  not  to  dwell 
With  saints,  in  their  obscurest  cell. 

3  To  thee  may  each  united  house, 
Morning  and  night  present  its  vows  ; 
Our  servants  there,  and  rising  race, 
Be  taught  thy  precepts  and  thy  grace. 

4  Oh,  may  each  future  age  proclaim 
The  honors  of  thy  glorious  name  ; 
While  pleased  and  thankful,  we  remove 
To  join  the  family  above. 

HYMN    213.       L.   M. 

The  Christian's  noblest  Resolution. 
Jos.  xxiv.  15. 

O  WRETCHED  souls  who  strive  in  vain. 
Slaves  to  the  world,  and  slaves  to  sin  \ 
A  nobler  toil  may  I  sustain, 
A  nobler  satisfaction  win. 

2  May  I  resolve  with  all  my  heart, 
With  all  my  pow'rs,  to  serve  the  Lord ; 
Nor  from  his  precepts  e'er  depart, 
Whose  service  is  a  rich  reward. 


HYMN    CCXIV.  17S 

3  Oh,  be  his  service  all  my  joy, 
Around  let  my  example  shine  ; 
Till  others  love  the  bless'd  employ, 
And  join  in  labors  so  divine. 

4  Be  this  the  purpose  of  my  soul, 
My  solemn,  my  determin'd  choice, 
To  yield  to  his  supreme  control, 
And  in  his  kind  commands  rejoice» 

5  Oh,  may  I  never  faint  nor  tire, 
Nor  wand'ring  leave  his  sacred  ways  \ 
Great  God,  accept  my  soul's  desire, 
And  give  me  strength  to  live  thy  praise. 

,       HYMN    214.       Eights. 

Prayer  for  Assurance. 

COME,  Holy  Ghost,  my  soul  inspire. 
Bear  witness  that  I'm  born  again  ; 
Come  and  baptize  me,  Lord,  with  fire, 

Nor  let  a  doubt  or  cloud  remain ;     . 
Give  me  the  sense  of  sin  forgiv'n, 
Sweet  fore-taste  of  approaching'  heav'n, 
2  Oh,  give  th'  indisputable  seaL 

That  ascertains  the  kingdom  mine  : 
True  holiness  I  long  to  feeL 

The  signature  of  love  divine  : 
Oh,  shed  it  in  my  heart  abroad, 
Fulness  of  love,  of  heav'n,  of  God  S 

HYMN    215.       L.    M. 

Sufficiency  of  Divine  Grace.     2  Cor.  xii,  9. 

OPPRESS'D  with  unbelief  and  sin, 
Fightings  without,  and  fears  within  ; 
While  earth  and  hell,  with  force  combin'dj 
Disturb 'd  and  terrify  "d  my  mind  : 


176  HYMN    CftXVI. 

2  Thus  sorely  prest,  I  sought  the  Lord, 
To  give  me  some  sweet  cheering-  word  ; 
Again  I  sought,  and  yet  again, 

I  waited  long,  but  not  in  vain. 

3  Oh  !  'twas  a  cheering  word  indeed  ! 
Exactly  suited  to  my  need  ; 

"  Sufficient  for  thee  is  my  grace, 

Thy  weakness  my  great  pow'r  displays." 

4  Now  I  despond  and  mourn  no  more, 

1  welcome  all  I  fear'd  before  ; 

Though  weak,  I'm  strong  ;  tho'  troubled,  blest, 
F-or  Christ's  own  pow'r  shall  on  me  rest. 

HYMN    216.       C.  M. 

Contentment.   Philip,  iv.  11. 

FIERCE  passions  discompose  the  mind, 
As  tempests  vex  the  sea  ; 
But  calm  content  and  peace  we  find, 
When,  Lord,  we  turn  to  thee. 

2  In  vain  by  reason  and  by  rule, 
We  try  to  bend  the  will ; 

For  none  but  in  the  Saviour's  school, 
Can  learn  the  heav'nly  skill. 

3  Since  at  his  feet  my  soul  has  sat, 
His  gracious  words  to  hear, 

Contented  with  my  present  state, 
I  cast  on  him  my  care. 

4  'Tis  he  appoints  my  daily  loj, 
And  will  do  all  things  well ; 

Soon  shall  I  leave  this  wretched  spot, 
And  rise  with  him  to  dwell. 

5  In  life  his  grace  shall  strength  supply, 
Proportion'd  to  my  day  ; 


HYMN    CCXVU.  irr 

In  death  I  still  shall  find  him  nigh, 

To  bear  my  soul  away. 
6  Thus  I  who  once  my  wretched  days, 

In  vain  repining-  spent, 
Taught  in  my  Saviour's  school  of  grace, 

Have  le-arn'd  to  be  content. 

HYMN    217.       L.  M. 

Contentment  and  Patience  from  the  Example  of 
Christ,     Heb.  xii.  2. 

BY  various  maxims, forms  and  rules, 
That  pass  for  wisdom  in  the  schools, 

1  strove  my  passion  to  restrain  ; 
But  all  my  efforts  prov'd  in  vain. 

2  But  since  the  Saviour  I  have  known, 
My  rules  are  all  reduc'd  to  one, 

I  keep  my  Lord  by  faith  in  view, 
Which  strength  supplies  and  motives  too. 

3  I  see  him  lead  a  suff'ring  life, 
Patient  amidst  reproach  and  strife, 
And  from  this  pattern  courage  take, 
To  bear  and  suffer  for  his  sake. 

4  Upon  the  cross  I  see  him  bleed, 
And  by  the  sight  from  guilt  am  freed ; 
This  sight  destroys  the  life  of  sin, 
And  quickens  heav  nly  life  within. 

.5  To  look  to  Jesus  as  he  rose, 
Confirms  my  faith,  disarms  my  foes  ; 
Satan  I  shame  and  overcome, 
By  pointing  to  my  Saviour's  tomb. 
6  Exalted  on  his  glorious  throne, 
I  see  him  make  my  cause  his  own  -, 
Then  all  my  anxious  cares  subside, 
For  Jesus  lives,  and  will  provide, 
8  *      .  ■ 


178  HYMN    CCXVm. 

HYMN    218.       C.  M. 

Benefit  of  .Afflictions.  Heb.  xii.  5 — 11. 
REAK  thro'  the  clouds,  dear  Lord,  and  shine 


B 


Let  us  perceive  thee  nigh  ! 
\nd  to  each  mourning-  child  of  thine, 
These  gracious  words  apply : 

~  "  Let  not  my  children  slight  the  stroke, 

I  for  chastisement  send  ; 
Nor  faint  beneath  my  kind  rebuke. 

For  I  am  still  their  frLencL 

3  "  The  wicked  I  perhaps  may  leave 
Awhile  and  not  reprove  ; 

B' it  all  the  children  I  receive, 
I  scourge  because  I  love. 

4  "  I  see  your  hearts  at  present  fill'd, 
With  grief  and  deep  distress  ; 

But  soon  these  bitter  seeds  shall  yield, 
The  fruits  of  righteousness." 

HYMN    219.       L.    M. 

Perseverance  Iietvariled.     Rev.  iii.  7 — 13. 

THUS  saith  the  Holy  One,  and  true, 
To  each  of  his  beloved  few  ; 
"  Of  Heav'n  and  hell  I  hold  the  keys, 
To  shut,  or  open,  as  I  please. 

2  "  I  know  thy  works,  and  I  approve, 
Though  small  thy  strength,  sincere  thy  love  ; 
Go  on,  my  word  and  name  to  own, 

For  none  shall  rob  thee  of  thy  crown. 

3  "  Before  thee  see  my  mercy's  door, 
Stands  open  wide  to  shut  no  more  ; 
Fear  not  tenp;a;ion's  fiery  day, 

For  I  will  be  thy  strength  and  stay. 


HYMN     CCXX.  17-9 

4  "  Thou  ha^t  my  promise,  hold  it  fast, 
The  trying-  hour  will  soon  be  past ; 
Rejoice,  for,  lo  !  I  quickly  come, 

To  take  thee  to  my  heav'nly  home. 

5  "  A  pillar  there  no  more  to  move, 
Jnscrib  d  with  all  my  names  of  love  ; 
A  monument  of  mighty  grace, 
Thou  shalt  for  ever  have  a  place." 

6  Such  is  the  conqueror's  reward, 
Prepared-  and  promis'd  by  the-  Lord  ! 
Let  him  that  hath  the  ear  of  faith, 
Attend  to  what  the  Spirit  saith, 

HYMN    220.       S.  M. 

Persevering  Grace.     Jude  ver»  24,  25, 

TO  God  the  only  wise, 
Our  Saviour  and  our  King, 
Let  all  the  saints  below  the  skies, 
Their  humble  praises  bring-. 

2  'Tis  his  almighty  love, 
His  counsel  and  his  care, 

Preserve  us  safe  from  sin  and  death. 
And  ev'ry  hurtful  snare. 

3  He  will  present  his  saints, 
Unblemish'd  and  complete, 

Before  the  glory  of  his  face, 
With  joys  divinely .  great. 

4  Then  all  the  chosen  seed 
Shall  meet  around  the  throne  ; 

Shall  bless  the  conduct  of  his  grace, 
And  make  his  wonders  known. 

5  To  our  Redeemer  God, 
Wisdom  and  pow'r  belong, 

Immortal  crowns  of  majesty, 
And  one  eternal  song. 


180  HYMN     CCXXI. 

HYMN    221.       L.   M. 

The  Old  and  New  Creation. 

THAT  was  a  wonder-breaking  word, 
Which  could  the  vast  creation  raise  ! 
Angels,  attendant  on  their  Lord, 
Admir'd  the  plan,  and  sang  his  praise. 

2  From  what  a  dark  and  shapeless  mass, 
All  nature  sprang  at  his  command  ! 

"  Let  there  be  light,  and  light  there  was,: 
And  sun,  and  stars,  and  sea,  and  land. 

3  Thus  the  new  forming  of  the  soul, 
Does  all  the  pow'r  of  God  display  ; 
As  when  he  form'd  the  mighty  whole, 
And  kindled  dai'kness  into  day. 

4  Tho'  self  destroy'd,  O  Lord,  we  are, 
Yet  let  us  feel  what  thou  canst  do  ; 
Thy  word  the  ruin  can  repair, 

And  all  our  hearts  create  anew. 

HYMN    222.       L.  M. 

The  Happy    Change. 

IN  sin  by  blinded  passions  led, 
In  search  of  fancy's  good  we  range  ; 
The  paths  of  disappointment  tread, 
To  nothing  fix'd,  but  love  of  change. 

2  But  when  the  Holy  Ghost  imparts 
A  knowledge  of  the  Saviour's  love  ; 
Our  wand'ring,  weary,  restless  hearts, 
Are  flien  renew'd  no  more  to  rove. 

3  Now  a  new  principle  takes  place, 
"Which  guides  and  animates  the  will, 
This  love,  another  name  for  grace, 
Constrains  to  good  and  bare  from  ill. 


HYMN    CCXXm.  181 

4  By  love's  pure  light  we  soon  perceive 
Our  noblest  bliss  and  proper  end  ; 
And  gladly  ev'ry  idol  leave, 
To  love  and  serve  our  Lord  and  friend, 

HYMN    223.       C.  M. 

The  Lord's  call  to  his  Elect.     2  Cor.  vi.  17, 18, 

IET  us  adore  the  grace  that  seeks, 
J  To  draw  our  hearts  above  ! 
Attend,  'tis  God  the  Saviour  speaks, 
And  ev'ry  word  is  love. 

2  So  holy,-  just  and  pure  his  .throne, 
Each  angel  veils  his  face  ; 

A  people  still  he  calls  his  own, 
Amongst  our  sinfol  race. 

3  Careless,  awhile,  they  live  in  sin, 
Enslav'd  to  Satan's  pow'r  ; 

But  they  obey  the  call  divine, 
In  his  appointed  hour. 

4  "  Come  forth,  he  says,  no  more  pursue, 
The  path  that  leads  to  death  ; 

Look  up,  a  bleeding  Saviour  view, 
Look,  and  be  sav'd  by  faith. 

5  "  My  sons  and  daughters  you  shall  be, 
Through  the  atoning  blood  ; 

And  you  shall  claim  and  find  in  me, 
A  Father  and  a  God." 

6  Lord,  speak  these  words  to  ev'ry  heart, 
By  thine  all  pow'rful  voice  ; 

That  we  may  now  from  sin  depart, 
And  make  thy  love  our  choice  > 


182  HYMN    CCXXIV. 

7  If  now  we  learn  to  seek  thy  face. 

By  Christ  the  living1  way  ; 
We'll  praise  thee  for  this  hour  of  grace, 

Through  an  eternal  day. 

HYMN    221.       C.  M. 

JVaiting  at  Wisdom's  Gate.     Prov.  viii.  34,  35. 
Y  heart,  has  been  too  long-  ensnar'd, 


M 


ItJL  In  folly's  hurtful  ways 
Oh,  may  I  be  at  length  prepar'd, 
To  hear  what  wisdom  says  ! 

2  'Tis  Jesus  from  the  mercy-scat, 
Invites  me  to  his  rest ; 

He  calls  poor  sinners  to  his  feet, 
To  make  them  truly  blesi . 

3  Approach,  my  soul,  to  Wisdom's  gates. 
Approach  without  delay  ; 

Xo  one  who  watches  there  and  waits, 
Shall  e'er  be  turn'd  away. 

4  He  will  not  let  me  seek  in  vain, 
For  all,  who  trust  his  word, 

Shall  everlasting  life  obtain, 
And  favor  from  the  Lord. 

5  Now  I  would  break  my  league  with  death," 
And  live  to  thee  alone  ; 

Ob,  let  thy  Spirit's  seal  of  faith, 
Secure  me  for  thine  own. 

HYMN    225.      L.  M. 

The  Majesty  and  Perfections  of  God. 

JEHOVAH  reigns,  his  throne  is  high, 
His  robes  are  light  and  majesty  ; 
His  glory  shines  with  beams  so  bright, 
No  mortal  can  sustain  the  sight. 


HYMN    CCXXVI.  IK 

His  terrors  keep  the  world  in  awe, 
His  justice  guards  his  holy  law. 
His  love  reveals  a  smiling-  face, 
His  truth  and  promise  seal  the  grace. 

3  Thro'  all  his  works  his  wisdom  shines 
And  baffles  Satan's  deep  designs  ; 

His  pow'r  is  sov'reign  to  fulfil 
The  noblest  counsels  of  his  will. 

4  And  will  this  glorious  Lord  descend, 
To  be  my  Father  and  my  friend  ? 
Then  let  my  songs  with  angels  join ; 
Heav'n  is  secur'd  if  God  be  mine. 

HYMN    226.       C.     M. 

Faith  in  Christ  for  Pardon  and  Sanctificatioti* 
OW  sad  our  state  by  nature  is  ' 


H 


Our  sin  how  deep  it  stains  1 
And  Satan  holds  our  captive  minds 
Fast  in  his  slavish  chains. 

2  But  there's  a  voice  of  sov'reign  grace 
Sounds  from  the  sacred  word, 

"  Ho,  ye  despairing  sinners,  come, 
And  trust  upon  the  Lord." 

3  My  soul  obeys  th'  almighty  call, 
And  runs  to  this  relief: 

I  would  believe  thy  promise,  Lord, 
Oh,  help  my  unbelief, 

4  To  the  dear  fountain  of  thy  blood. 
Incarnate  God,  I  fly  .* 

Here  let  me  wash  my  spotted  soul 
From  crimes  of  deepest  dye. 

5  Stretch  out  thine  arm,  victorious  King* 
My  reigning  sins  subdue  : 


184;  HYMN    CCXXVIL 

Drive  the  old  dragon  from  his  seat, 
With  his  apostate  crew. 

6  A  guilty,  weak  and  helpless  worm, 

On  thy  kind  arms  I  fall ; 
Be  thou  my  strength  and  righteousness, 

My  Jesus  and  my  all. 

HYMN    227.       C.    M. 

Praise  to  the  Redeemer. 

PLUNG'D  in  a  gulph  of  dark  despair, 
We  wretched  sinners  lay, 
Without  one  cheerful  beam  of  hope, 
Or  spark  of  glimm'ring  day. 

2  With  pitying"  eyes  the  Prince  of  grace 

Beheld  our  helpless  grief ; 
He  saw,  and  (O  amazing  love  !) 

He  ran  to  our  relief. 

.3  Down  from  the  shining  seats  above, 

With  joyful  haste  he  fled  ; 
Enter'd  the  grave  in  mortal  flesh, 

And  dwelt  among  the  dead. 

4  He  spoil'd  the  pow'rs  of  darkness  thus. 

And  brake  our  iron  chains  ; 
Jesus  has  freed  our  captive  soids, 

From  everlasting  pains. 

[5  In  vain  the  baffled  prince  of  hell 

His  cruel  projects  tries  ; 
We  that  were  doom'd  his  endless  slaves, 

Are  rais'd  above  the  skies. 

6  Oh,  for  this  love,  let  rocks  and  hills 

Their  lasting  silence  break  ; 
And  all  harmonious  human  tongues 

Their  Saviour's  praises  speak.] 


HYMN    CCXXVHI.  185 

7  Yes,  we  will  praise  thee,  dearest  Lord, 
Our  souls  are  all  on  flame  ; 

Hossanna  round  the  spacious  earth,  - 
To  thine  adored  name. 

8  Angels,  assist  our  mighty  joys, 
Strike  all  your  harps  of  gold  ; 

But  when  you  raise  your  highest  notes, 
His  love  can  ne'er  be  told. 

HYMN    228.       C.  M. 

The  Resurrection  and  Ascension  of  Christ, 

H  OS  ANNA  to  the  Prince  of  light, 
That  cloth'd  himself  in  clay  ; 
Enter'd  the  iron  gates  of  death, 
And  tore  the  bars  away  ! 

2  Death  is  no  more  the  king  of  dread, 
Since  our  Emmanuel  rose  ; 

He  took  the  tyrant  s  sting  away, 
And  spoil'd  our  cruel  foes. 

3  See  how  the  Conq'ror  mounts  aloft* 
And  to  his  Father  flies, 

"With  scars  of  honor  in  his  flesh, 
And  triumph  in  his  eyes. 

4  There  our  exalted  Saviour  reigns, 
And  scatters  hlessings  down ; 

Our  blest  Redeemer  fills  a  seat, 
On  the  celestial  throne. 

[5  Raise  your  devotion,  mortal  tongues 

To  reach  his  bless'd  abode  ; 
Sweet  be  the  accents  of  your  songs 

To  our  incarnate  God. 


185  HYMN    CCXXIX. 

6  Bright  ang-els,  strike  your  loudest  strings, 

Your  sweetest  voices  raise  ; 
Let  heav'n  and  all  created  things 

Sound  our  Emmanuel's  praise.] 

HYMN    229.       L.    M. 

Remembering  all  the  ~vay  the  Lord  has  led  me. 
Deut.  viii.  2. 

THUS  far  my  God  has  led  me  on, 
And  made  his  truth  and  mercy  known  ; 
My  hopes  and  fears  alternate  rise, 
And  comforts  mingle  with  my  sighs.  * 

2  'Thro'  this  wide  wilderness  I  roam, 
Far  distant  from  my  blissful  home  ; 
Lord,  let  thy  presence  be  my  stay, 
And  guard  me  in  this  dangerous  way. 

3  Temptations  ev'ry  where  annoy, 
And  sins  and  snares  my  peace  destroy  , 
My  earthly  joys  are  from  me  torn, 
And  oft  ail  absent  God  I  mourn. 

4  My  soul,  with  various  tempests  toss'd, 
Her  hopes  o'erturn'd,  her  projects  cross'd. 
Sees  ev'ry  day  new  straits  attend, 

And  wonders  where  the  scene  will  end. 

5  Is  this,  dear  Lord,  that  thorny  road, 
Which  leads  us  to  the  mount  of  God  ? 
Are  these  the  toils  thy  people  know,    / 
YVlule  in  the  wilderness  below  ? 

6  'Tis  even  so,  thy  faithful  love, 
Doth  all  thy  children's  graces  prove  ; 
'Tis  thus  our  pride  and  self  must  fall- 
That  Jesus  may  be  all  in  all. 


HYMN    CCXXX.  1ST 

HYMN    230.       L-  M. 

The  Justice  and  Goodness  of  God. 

|^1  RE  AT  God,  my  Maker,  and  my  King, 
IjJT  Of  thee  I'll  speak,  of  the  I'll  sing  ; 
All  thou  hast  done,  and  all  thou  dost, 
Declare  thee  good,  proclaim  thee  just : 

2  Thy  ancient  thoughts  and  firm  decrees, 
Thy  threat'nings  and  thy  promises, 

The  joys  of  heav'n,  the  pains  of  hell, 
"What  angels  taste,  what  devils  feel : 

3  Thy  terrors  and  thine  acts  of  grace,  * 
Thy  threat' ning  rod  and  smiling  face, 
Thy  wounding  and  thy  he-aling  word, 
A  world  undone,  a  world  restor'd : 

4  Wliile  these  escite  my  fear  and  joy ; 
While  these  my  tuneful  lips  employ ; 
Accept,  O  Lord,  the  humble  song, 
The  tribute  of  a  trembling  tongue. 

HYMN   231.      Eights  and  Sevens. 

Christ  the  Best  of  Friends 

ONE  there  is  above  all  others, 
Well  deserves  the  name  of  friend  ; 
His  is  love  beyond  a  brother's, 
Costly,  free,  and  knows  no  end  : 
They  who  once  his  kindnefcs  prove,, 
Find  it  everlasting-  love  ! 

-2  Which  of  all  cur  friends  to  save  us, 

Could  or  would  have  shed  his  blood  ? 
Bat  this  Saviour  dy'd  to  have  us 
Reconcil'din  him  to  God  : 

It  was  boundless  love  to  bleed  j 
Jesus  is  a  friend  indeed. 


188  HYMN    CCXXXn. 

3  When  he  liv'd  on  earth  .tbased, 
Friend  of  sinners  was  his  name  , 

Now,  above:  ah  glory  raised, 
He  rejoices  in  the  same  : 

Still  he  calls  them  ^-rethren,  friends, 
And  to  all  their  wants  attends. 

4  Oh  !  for  grace  our  hearts  to  soften  ! 
Teach  us.  Lord,  at  length  to  love  ; 

We  alas  !  forget  too  of  en, 
What  a  friend  we  have  above  : 

When  to  heav'n  o;;r  souls  are  brought, 
We  will  love  thee  as  we  ought. 

HYMN    232.       L.  M. 

Invitation  to  free  Salvation.     Isai.  Iv.  1, 

HO  !  ev'ry  one  that  thirsts  draw  nigh, 
v'Tis  God  invites  the  fallen  race,) 
Mercy  and  free  salvation  buy  ! 
Buy  wine,  and  mi  Ik,  and  gospel  grace. 

2  Come  to  the  11  ring  waters,  come, 
Sinner  obey  your  Maker's  voice  ; 
Return  ye  weary  wa  id'rers,  home, 
And  in  redeeming  love  rejoice. 

3  See,  from  the  rock,  a  fountain  rise  ! 
For  you  in  healing  streams  it  rolls  ; 
Money  ye  need  not  bring,  nor  pnee, 
Ye  lab  ring,  burden'd,  thirsting  souls. 

4  Ye  nothing  in  exchange  can  give  ; 
Leave  all  you  have,  and  are  behind  ; 
Frankly  the  gift  of  God  receive  ; 
Pardon  and  peace  in  Jesus  find. 


HYMN    CCXXXIH,  189 

HYMN    233.       L.  M. 

Man   by  Aature,    Grace  and  Glory. 

IOP.D,  what  is  man  ?  Extremes  how  wide, 
A  In  his  mysterious  nature  join ! 
The  flesh,  to  worms  aawj  dust  ally'd, 
The  so  il  immortal  and  divine, 

2  Divine  at  first  a  holy  flame, 
Kindled  by  the  Almighty's  breath  ; 
Till  stain'd  by  sin,  it  soon  became 
1'he  seat  of  darkness,  strife  and  death, 

3  Bat  Jesus,  O  amazing-  grace  ! 
Assirm'd  our  nature  as  his  own, 
Obey'd  and  suffer'd  in  our  place, 
Tiien  took  it  with  him  to  his  throne. 

4  Near  to  which  throne,  and  high  in  song, 
Men  shall  their  hallelujahs  raise  ; 
"While  wond'ring  angels  join  the  throngy 
And  swell  the  chorus  of  his  praise. 

HYMN    234.       S.  M. 

Praise  to  the  Redeemer, 

PREPARE  a  thankful  song, 
To  the  Redeemer's  name  ; 
Let  his  high  praise  employ  each  tongue. 
And  ev'ry  heart  inflame  ! 

2  He  laid  his  glory  by, 
And  bitter  pains  endur'd  : 

That  sinners  of  the  blackest  die,  „ 
From  wrath  might  be  secur'd. 

3  Stretch'd  on  the  cross  he  dy'd, 
Our  debt  of  sin  to  pay, 

The  blood  and  water  from  his  side, 
Wash  guilt  and  filth  away. 


190  HYMN    ecxxxv. 

4  Pleading-  for  us  he  stands, 
Before  the  Father's  throne  ; 

And  answers  all  the  Law's  demands, 
With  what  himself  hath  done. 

5  The  Holy  Ghost  he  sends, 
Our  stubborn  souls  to  move  : 

To  make  his  enemies  his  friends, 
And  conquer  them  by  love. 

6  Assur'd  that  Christ  our  King", 
'Will  put  our  foes  to  flight ; 

"We  on  the  field  of  battle  sing", 
And  triumph  while  we  fight. 

HYMN   235.       L.  M 

The  new  Convert  humbled. 

THE  new  born  child  of  gospel  grace, 
Like  some  fair  tree,  when  summer's  nigh. 
Beneath  Emmanuel's  shining  face, 
Lifts  up  his  blooming  branch  on  high. 

2  No  fear  he  feels,  he  sees  no  foes, 
No   conflict  yet   his  faith  employs, 
Nor  has  he  learnt  to  whom  he  owes, 
The  strength  and  peace  his  soul  enjoys. 

3  But  sin  soon  darts  its  cruel  sting, 
And  comforts  sink  from  day  to  day  : 
What  seem'd  his  own,  a  self-fed  spring, 
Proves  but  a  brook  that  glides  away. 

4  When  Gideon  arm'd  his  num'rous  host, 
The  Lord  soon  made  his  numbers  less  ; 
And  said,  lest  Israel  vainly  boast, 

"  My  arm  procured  me  this  success." 


HYMN    eCXXXVI.  191 

3  Thus  will  he  bring-  our  spirits  down, 
And  draw  our  ebbing-  comforts  low, 
That,  sav'd  by  grace,  but  not  our  own, 
We  may  not  claim  the  praise  we  owe. 

HYMN    236.       C.  M. 

True  and  False  Comforts, 

OGOD,  whose  favourable  eye 
The  sin-sick  soul  revives  ; 
Holy  and  heav'nly  is  the  joy, 
Thy  shining-  presence  gives. 

2  This  hypocrites  have  ne'er  believ'd, 
They  judg-e  with  graceless  hearts ; 

Swell'd  with  their  pride>  they  are  deceived, 
By  Satan's  wily  arts. 

3  Unholy  selfish  joys  are  theirs,, 
And  while  they  boast  their  lig-ht, 

And  seem  to  soar  above  the  stars, 
They're  plunging  into  night. 

4  Lull'd  in  a  soft  and  formal  sleep, 
They  sin  and  yet  rejoice  ; 

\Vere  they  indeed  the  Saviour's  sheep, 
They  sure  would  hear  his  voice. 

5  Be  mine  the  comforts  that  reclaim 
The  sold  from  Satan's  pow'r  ; 

That  make  me  blush  for  what  I  am, 
And  hate  my  sin  the  more. 

6  'Tis  joy  enough,  my  All  in  All, 
At  thy  dear  feet  to  He  ; 

Thou  wilt  not  let  me  lower  fall, 
And  none  can  higher  fly, 


192  HYMN     CCXXXVU. 

HYMN    237.       C.  M. 

Tme  and  false  Zeal. 

2f  EAL  is  that  pure  and  heav'nly  flame, 
A  The  fire,  of  love  supplies  ; 
While  that  which  often  bears  the  name, 
Is  self  in  a  disguise. 

2  True  zeal  is  merciful  and  mild, 
Can  pity  and  forbear  ; 

The  false  is  headstrong-,  fierce   and  wild. 
And  breathes  revenge  and  war. 

3  While  zeal  for  truth  the  Chistian  warms. 
He  knows  the  worth  of  peace  : 

But  self  contends  for  names  and  forms, 
Its  party  to  increase. 

\  Zeal  has  attain'd  its  highest  aim, 

Its  end  is  satisfy'd, 
If  sinners  love  the  Saviour's  name, 

Nor  seeks  it  aught  Reside. 

5  But  self  however  well  employ'd. 
Has  its  own  ends  in  view  ; 

And  says,  as  boasting  Jehu  crv'd, 
"  Come  see  what  I  can  do." 

6  Self  may  its  poor  reward  obtain, 
And  be  applauded  here  ; 

But  zeal  the  best  applause  will  gain. 
When  Jesus  shall  appear. 

7  Dear  Lord,  the  idol  self  dethrone. 
And  from  our  hearts  remove  : 

\nd  let  no  zeal  by  us  be  shown, 
But  that  which  springs  from  love 


HYMN    CCXXXVIEU  195, 

HYMN   238.       L.  M. 

«.#  living  and  a  dead  Faith. 

THE  Lord  receives  his  highest  praise. 
From  humble  minds  and  hearts  sincere  ; 
While  all  the  loud  professor  says, 
Offends  the  rightous  Judge's  ear. 

2  To  walk  as  children  of  the  day, 
To  mark  his  precepts'  holy  light, 

To  wage  the  warfare,  watch  and  pray, 
Shew  who  are  pleasing  in  Iiis  sight. 

3  Not  words  alone,  it  cost  the  Lord, 
To  purchase  pardon  for  his  own  : 
Nor  will  a  soul,  by  grace  restor'c], 
Rest  in  mere  forms  and  words  alone* 

4  Easy  indeed  it  were  to  reach 
A  mansion  in  the  courts  above, 

If  wat'ry  floods  and  fluent  speech   ' 
Might  serve  instead  of  faith  and  love. 

5  Bat  none  shall  gain  the.  blissful  place, 
Or  God's  unclouded  glory  see  ; 

"Who  talk  of  rich  and  sov'reign  grace, 
Unless  from  sin  they  are  made  free. 

HYMN    239.       S.  M. 

Are  there  few  that  shall  be  Saved  P 

Luke  sin.  23. 

DESTRUCTION'S  dangerous  road 
What  multitudes  pursue  ! 
While  that  which  leads  the  soul  to  Goo\, 

Is  known  or  sought  by  few. 
2  Believers  find  the  way 

Thro'  Christ  the  living  gate  ; 
But  those  who  hate  this  holy  way, 
Complain  it  is  too  strait. 


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194  HYMN    eCXL. 

3  If  self  must  be  deny'd, 
And  sin  no  more  caress'd, 

They  rather  choose  the  way  that's  wide, 
And  strive  to  think  it  best. 

4  Encompass'd  by  a  throng1, 
On  numbers  they  depend  ; 

They  say,  so  many  can't  be  wrong, 
And  miss  a  happy  end. 

5  But  hear  the  Saviour's  word, 
"  Strive  for  the  heav'rily  gate  ; 

Many  will  call  upon  the  Lord, 
And  find  their  cries  too  late.** 

6  Obey  the  Gospel  call, 
And  enter  while  you  may  ; 

The  flock  of  Christ  is  always  small, 
And  none  are  safe  but  they.. 

7  Lord,  open  sinner's  eyes, 
Their  awful  state  to  see  ; 

S.nd  make  them,  ere  the  storm  arise, 
To  thee  for  safety  flee. 

HYMN    240.       L.  M. 

The  Power  of  the  Gospel  proves  its  Divinity, 

LET  anxious  doubts  be  heard  no  more, 
But  Christ  and  joy  be  all  our  theme  ; 
The  spirit  seals  his  Gospel  sure 
To  ev'ry  soul  that  trusts  his  name. 

2  Jesus,  thy  witness  speaks  within, 
The  mercy,  which  thy  words  reveal., 
Refines  the  heart  from  sense  and  sin, 
And  stamps  its  own  celestial  seal. 

3  'Tig  God's  renewing",  gracious  hand, 
That  moulds  and  forms  the  heart  anew  \ 


HYMN    CCXLI.  195 

Transgressors  can  no  more  withstand. 
But  bow  and  own  his  doctrine  true. 

4  The  guilty  wretch,  that  trusts  thy  blood, 
Finds  peace  and  pardon  at  the  cross  ; 

The  soul,  that  was  averse  to  God, 
Believes  and  loves  his  Maker's  laws. 

5  Let  proud  opposers  cease  their  strife", 
And  own,  O  Lord,  the  work  is  thine  ;• 
The  voice  that  calls  the  dead  to  life.,- 
Must  be  Almighty  and  divine. 

HYMN    241.       C.  M. 

The  Iddden  Life  of  a  Ckristiaiiy. 

O  HAPPY  soul  that  lives  on  high, 
While  men  lie  grov'ling  here  1 
His  hopes  are  fis'd  above  the  sky, 
And  faith  forbids  his  "fear. 

2  His  conscience  knows  no  secret  stingy 
While  grace  and  joy  conibine, 

To  form  a  life  whose  holy  springs 
Are  hidden  and  divine. 

3  He  waits  in  secret  on  his  Godj 
His  God  in  secret  sees ; 

Let  earth  be  all  in  arms  abroad, 
He  dwells  in  heav'nly  peace. 

4  His  pleasures  rise  from  things  unseen, 
Beyond  this  world  of  time, 

Where  neither  eyes  nor  ears  have  been? 
Nor  thoughts  of  mortals  climb, 

5  He  wants  no  pomp  nor  royal  throne,  ' 
To  raise  his  figure  here, 

Content  and.  pleased  to  live  alone, 
Till  Christ  his  life  appear, 


196  HYMN     CCXLIT. 

6  He  looks  to  heavVs  eternal  hills, 

To  meet  that  glorious  day  : 
Dear  Lord,  hew  slow  thy  chariot-whceJe. 

How  long-  is  thy  delay  '. 

HYMN  242.       S.   '■■". 
Forms  vain  •without  Rt  lig  ion. 
A  LMTGHTY  Maker  God  ! 
j\.  How  wond'rous  is  thy  name  ! 
Thy  glories  how  diffus'd  abroad 

Thro"  the  creation's  frame. 
2  Nature  in  every  dress 

Her  humble  homage  pays  ; 
And  finds  a  thousand  ways  t'  express 

Tliine  undissembled  praise. 
8  My  soul  would  rise  and  sing 

To  her  Creator  too  ; 
Fain  would  my  tongue  adore  my  king, 
And  pay  the  worship  due. 

4  Create  my  soul  anew, 
Else  all  my  worship's  vain ; 

This  wretched  heart  will  ne'er  be  true., 
Until  'tis  form'd  again. 

5  Let  joy  and  worship  spend 
The  remnant  of  my  days, 

And  to  my  God,  my  soul,  ascend 
In  sweet  perfumes  of  praise. 

HYMN    243.       S,  11 

He  beheld  the  City  and  wept  over  it. 
Luke  xix.  41. 

DID  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep  ? 
And  shall  our  cheeks  be  dry  ? 
Let  floods  of  penitential  grief 
.Burst  forth  from  ev'ry  eye. 


HYMN    tCXLTV.  197 

2  The  Son  of  God  in  tears, 
Angels  with  wonder  see  ! 

Be  thou  astonishd,  O  my  soul, 
He  shed  those  tears  for  thee. 

3  He  wept,  that  we  might  weep, 
Each  sin  demands  a,tear  : 

In  heav'n  alone  no  sin  is  found, 
And  there's  no  weeping  there. 

4  Joy  beams  in  ev'ry  eye, . 
And  fills  each  holy  heart ; 

All  join  to  sound  the  triumph  high, 
In  praise  to  bear  their  part. 

HYMN    244.     L.  M. 

Ezekiel's  Vision  of  the  dry  bones.     Ezek. 
xxxvii.  3. 

LOOK  down,  O  Lord,  with  pitying  eye, 
See  Adam's  race  in  ruin  lie  ; 
Sin  spreads  its  trophies  o'er  the  ground, 
And  scatters  slaughter'd  heaps  around. 

2  And  can  these  mould  ring  corpses  live  ? 
And  can  these  perish'd  bones  revive  ? 
That,  mighty  God,  to  thee  is  known  ; 
That  wond'rous  work  is  all  thy  own. 

3  Thy  ministers  are  sent  in  vain, 
To  prophesy  upon  the  slain  ; 

In  vain  they  call,  in  vain  they  cry, 
Till  thine  almighty  aid  is  nigh. 

4  But  if  thy  Spirit  deign  to  breathe, 
Life  spreads  thro'  all  the  realms  of  death  : 
Dry  bones  obey  thy  powerful  voice  ; 
They  move,  they  waken,  they  rejoice. 


ib»«  HYMN    CCXLV. 

5  So  when  thy  trumpet's  awful  sound 
Shall  shake  the  heav'ns  and  rend  the  ground, 
Dead  saints  shall  from  their  tombs  arise, 
And  spring1  to  life  beyond  the  skies. 

HYMN    245.       L.  M. 

Thy  Kingdom  come.  Matth.   vi.  10. 

ASCEND  thy  throne,  Almighty  King, 
And  spread  thy  glories  all  abroad  ; 
Let  thy  own  arm  salvation  bring, 
And  be  thou  known,  the  gracious  God. 
2  Let  millions  bow  before  thy  seat, 
Let  humble  mourners  seek  thy  face, 
Bring  daring  rebels  to  thy  feet, 
Subdu'd  by  thy  victorious  grace. 

•3  Oh,  let  the  kingdoms  of  the  world 
"Become  the  kingdoms  of  the  Lord  ■ 
Let  saints  and  angels  praise  thy  name, 
J3e  thou  thro'  heav'n  and  earth  ador'd. 

HYMN    246,       L.  M. 

Acceptance  through  Christ  alone.  John  xiv.  6. 

HOW  shall  the  sons  of  men  appear, 
Great  God,  before  thine  awful  bar, 
How  may  the  guilty  hope  to  find 
Acceptance  with  th'  eternal  mind  ? 

2  Not  vows,  nor  groans,  nor  broken  cries,  . 
Not  the  most  costly  sacrifice, 

Not  infant  blood  profusely  spilt, 
Will  expiate  a  sinner's  guilt. 

3  The  blood  of  Jesus  Christ  alone, 
Hath  sov'reig'n  virtue  to  atone  : 


HYMN    CCXLVIL  199 

Here  we  will  rest  our  only  plea, 
When  we  approach,  great  Godr  to  thee. 

4  'Tis  through  his  merit  we'll  arise, 
And  learn  to  sing1  above  the  skies  ; 
We'll  join  the  triumph  round  the  throne, 
And  praise  th'  eternal  Three  in  One. 

HYMN  247.    L.  M.    In  three  parts. 

The  Prodigal  Son. 

PART  I. 

The  Sinner  departing  from  God, 

SEE  the  rash  youth,  defil'd  with  sin, 
Hear  how  he  claims  with  haughty  voice^ 
To  have  his  portion,  and  begin, 
In  vice  and  madness  to  rejoice. 

2  His  father  gave  with  bounteous  hands, 
Richly  were  all  his  wants  supply 'd  ; 
Thankless  he  took  ;  in  foreign  lands 
Wasted  in  pleasure,  pomp,  and  pride. 

3  In  lust  and  wine  he  spent  the  whole9 
Forgot  his  father  and  his  home  ; 

Nor  thought  nor  felt  he  had  a  soul 
Expos'd  to  meet  the  wrath  to  come. 

4  The  giddy  crowd  that  round  him  throngs 
In  ev'ry  sinful  folly  join ; 

Approve  the  mirth  and  chant  the  song, 
That  casts  contempt  on  things  divine. 

5  Thus  lur'd  by  charms  of  flatt'ring  vice, 
The  febel  sees  his  substance  fled  ; 

His  friends  forsake,  his  wants  arise, 
For  sin  has  struck  his  comforts  dead, 


JOO  HYMN     CCXLVII. 

PART  U. 

The  Sinner  under  Conviction. 

6  With  dying  want  the  sinner  cries, 
Nor  thinks  rebellion  makes  his  pain  ; 
To  strangers,  far  from  home,  applies, 
Nor  seeks  his  father's  grace  to  gain. 

7  See-the  poor  wretch  with  hunger  prest- 
Sunk  low  with  swine  to  have  a  share  ; 
Alas  !  how  far  from  peaceful  rest, 
Tortur'd  by  conscience,  guilt  and  fear. 

8  'Tis  thus  the  God  of  sov'reign  grace 
Begins  to  bring  a  rebel  home  ; 

The  spirit  shews  his  wretched  case, 
And  points  a  judgment  still  to  come. 

9  Now  self  condemn'd  to  works  he  flies* 
And  thinks  to  cleanse  a  guilty  mind  ; 
Still  far  from  penitence,  which  cries 

To  God  for  help,  and  feels  resign'd. 

10  Blinded  by  sin,  to  duty  lost, 

He  grasps  the  husks  and  hates  the  bread  i 

Till  all  his  expectations  crost, 

His  hopes  from  self  and  means  are  fled. 

PART  HI. 

The  Sinner  brought  to  true  Repentance, 

11  Now  see  the  rebel  raise  his  eyes, 
From  dreaming  folly  just  awake  ; 
His  soul  relents  with  strange  surprise,- 
And  all  his  heart  begins  to  break. 

12  I  starve,  he  cries,  nor  can  I  bear 
This  death  I  feel  in  sinful  lands, 
While  servants  of  my  father  share 
The  lib'ral  bounty  of  his  hands. 


HYMN     CCXLVni.  201 

IS  With  deep  repentance  on  my  tongue, 
I'll  go  and  seek  my  father's  face  ; 
Unworthy  to  be  calTd  a  son, 
I'll  only  ask  a  servant's  place. 

14  I'll  tell  him  how  I've  grievM  his  love^ 
And^asely  fled  his  holy  sight, 

How  I've  provok'd  all  heav'n  above, 
Nor  thought  nor  done  a  tiling  that's  right. 

15  Far  off  his  father  saw  him  come, 
And  o'er  him  all  his  bowels  yearn'd  ; 
He  rose  to  bless  and  greet  his  son, 
And  crown  with  grace  his  safe  return. 

16  The  rebel's  heart  with  sorrow  fill'd, 
Bled  for  the  crimes  which  he  had  done, 
Through  all  the  courts  the  triumph  smil'cL 
And  sang  the  father  s  grace  alone. 

HYMN    248.       C.  M. 
Vanity  af 'the  World.    'Psal.  iv.  6, 

IN  vain  the  giddy  world  inquires, 
Forgetful  of  their  God, 
a  Who  will  supply  our  vast  desires., 
Or  shew  us  any  good  r" 

2  Thro'  the  wide  circuit  of  the  earth* 
Their  eager  wishes  rove, 

In  chase  of  honor,  wealth,  and  mirths 
The  phantoms  of  their  love. 

3  But  oft  these  shadowy  joys  elude 
Their  most  intense  pursuit ; 

Or  "if  they  seize  the  fancied  good, 
There's  poison  in  the  fruit. 

4  Lord,  from  this  world  call  off  my  lovo, 
Set  my  affections  right ; 

9* 


202  HYMN    CCXLIX. 

Bid  me  aspire  to  joys  above, 

And  walk  no  more  by  sight. 
.5"  Oh,  let  the  glories  of  thy  face 

Upon  my  bosom  shine  : 
Assured  of  thy  forgiving*  grace, 

My  joys  will  be  divine. 

HYMN    249.       C.    M. 

The  ivhole   World  no  compensation  for  the  losa  oj 
one  Soul.         Mark  viii.  36. 

LOUD,  shall  we  part  with  gold  for  dross, 
With  solid  good  for  show  ? 
Outlive  our  bliss  and  mourn  our  loss, 
In  everlasting*  woe  ? 

2  Let  us  not  lose  the  living"  God, 
For  one  short  dream  of  joy  : 

With  fond  embrace  cling-  to  a  clod, 
And  fling  all  heav'n  away. 

3  Vain  world,  thy  weak  attempts  forbear, 
We  all  thy  charms  defy  ; 

And  rate  our  precious  souls  too  dear, 
For  all  thy  wealth  to  buy. 

HYMN    250.       L.  M. 

The  Farewell. 

"ff^EAD  be  my  heart  to  all  below, 
\3   To  mortal  joys  and  mortal  cares  ; 
To  sensual  bliss  that  charms  us  so, 
Be  dark  mine  eyes  and  deaf  mine  ears. 
2  Lord,  I  renounce  my  carnal  taste 
Of  the  fair  fruit  that  sinners  prize  ; 
Their  paradise  shall  never  waste 
One  thought  of  mine,  but  to  despise  ; 


HYMN    CCLI.  203 

3  All  earthy  joys  are  overweigh'd 
With  mountains  of  vexatious  care  : 
And  where's  the  sweet  that  is  not  laid,, 
A  bait  to  some  destructive  snare  ? 

4  Come,  heaven,  and  fill  my  vast  desire^ 
My  soul  pursues  the  sov'reign  good : 
She  was  all  made  of  heav'nh/  fires, 

Nor  can  she  live  On  meaner  food. 

HYMN    251.       C.  M. 

The  Future  Increase  of  the  Church  Promised.  . 
Psalm  ii.  8. 

FATHER,  is  not  thy  promise  pledg'd 
To  thine  exalted  Son, 
That  through  the  nations  of  the  earth 
Thy  word  of  life  shall  run  ? 

2  "  Ask,  and  I'll  give  the  heathen  lands, 
For  thine  inheritance  ;  : 

And  to  the  world's  remotest  ends 
Thine  empire  shall  advance." 

3  Hast  thou  not  said  the  blinded  Jews 
Shall  their  Redeemer  own  ; 

While  Gentiles  to  his  standard  crowd, 
And  bow  before  his  throne  ? 

4  Are  not  all  kingdoms,  tribes,  and  tongues. 
Under  th'  expanse  of  heav'n, 

To  the  dominion  of  thy  Son, 
Without  exemption  giv'n  ? 

5  From  east  to  west,  from  north  to  south, 
Then  be  his  name  ador'd  ! 

Let  earth  with  all  its  mulionsj  shoftt 
Hosannas  to  the  Lord  ! 


204  HYMN     CCLII. 

HYMN    252.       L.  M. 

Prayer  for  the  Millennium. 

HOW  many  years  has  man  been  driven 
Far  off  from  happiness  and  heav'n  ; 
When  wilt  thou,  gracious  Lord,  restore 
Thy  wand'ring  church,  to  roam  no  more  ? 

2  Six  thousand  years  are  nearly  past, 
Since  Adam  from  thy  sight  was  cast ; 
And  ever  since  his  fallen  race, 
From  age  to  age  are  void  of  grace. 

3  When  will  the  happy  trump  proclaim 
The  judgment  of  the"  martyr'd  Lamb  ? 
When  shall  the  captive  troops  be  free, 
And  keep  th'  eternal  jubilee  ! 

4  Hasten  it,  Lord,  in  ev'ry  land, 
Send  thou  thine  angels  and  command  ; 
"  Go  sound  deliv'rance,  loudly  blow 
Salvation  to  the  saints  below  Vs 

5  We  long  to  have  the  day  appear, 
The  promis'd  great  sabbatic  year  ; 
When,  far  from  grief,  and  sin  and  hell, 
Israel  in  ceaseless  peace  shall  dwell. 

6  'Till  then,  we  will  not  let  thee  rest, 
Thou  still  shalt  hear  our  strong  request  j 
And  this  our  daily  pray'r  shall  be, 
Lord,  sound  the  trump  of  jubilee. 

HYMN    253.       Eights. 

Christians  Praying  for  Jews. 

FATHER  of  faithful  Abra'm,  hear, 
Our  earnest  suit  for  Abra'm's  seed  ; 
Justly  they  claim  the  softest  prayer 
From  us,  adopted  in  their  stead  ; 
Who  mercy  through  their  fall  obtain, 
And  Christ  by  their  rejection  gain. 


HYMN    CCUV.  205 

2  Outcast  from  thee,  and  scatter'd  wide, 
Through  ev'ry  nation  under  heav'n, 

Blaspheming  whom  they  crucify*"d, 

Unsav'd,  unpity'd,  unfofgiv'n  : 
Branded  like  Cain,  they  bear  their  load. 
Abhor  d  of  men,  and  curs'd  of  God. 

3  But  hast  thou  finally  forsook, 
For  ever  Gast  thine  own  away  ? 

Wilt  thou  not  bid  the  murdh-ers  look 

On  him  they  pierc'd  and  weep  and  pray  ? 
Yes,  gracious  Lord,  thy  word  is  past : 
"  Ail  Israel  shall  be  sav'd  at  last." 

4  Come  then,  thou  great  Deliv'rer,  come, 
The  veil  from  Jacob's  heart  remove  ; 

Receive  thine  ancient  people  home, 
That  quicken'd  by  thy  dying  love, 
The  world  may  their  reception  view, 
And  shout  to  God,  the  glory  due. 

HYMN    254.       L.    M. 

A  Prayer  for  the  Opposers  of  Experimental 
Religion. 

BLEST  Lord,  behold  the  guilty  scorn 
Of  those  who  hate  and  mock  our  praise  ; 
Pity  their  state  and  make  them  turn, 
No  more  to  walk  in  sinful  ways. 

2  Anxious  we  see  their  wretched  state, 
Who  never  think  of  heav'n  or  hell  ; 
They  laugh  and  sport  and  court  the  gate, 
Which  opes  where  endless  terrors  dwell. 

3  If  pray'r  and  faith  did  e'er  prevail, 
Now  help  us,  Lord,  to  raise  our  hands  ; 
Prepare  our  hearts  thy  grace  to  hail, 
Then  break  their  soul-destroying  bands. 


206  HYMN    CCLV. 

4  Lead  them  to  view  a  sinful  heart, 
A  soul  all  enmity  to  thee, 
Destroy'd,  defiPd  in  every  part, 
Too  proud  to  bow,  too  blind  to  see. 

5  Lead  them  to  view  a  holy  law, 
Which  justly  dooms  to  endless  death, 
To  feel  that  guilt  which  Jesus  saw, 
And  pray'd,  forgive,  with  dying  breath. 

6  Open  their  eyes,  unstop  their  ears, 
To  hear  condemning"  justice  sound  ; 

Lord,  change  their  hearts,  and  then  their  tears 
"Will  witness  grief  to  all  around. 

7  Once  we  were  blind,  like  them  we  strove, 
'Till  sov'reign  mercy  chang'd  our  ways  ; 
Lord,  bow  their  wills,  and  make  them  love, 
Then  they  will  join  our  songs  of  praise. 

HYMN    255.       L.  M. 

A  Prayer  for  Success  to   Jlfisslons. 
jTA  RE  AT  God  of  glory,  show  thy  face, 
\Jf  And  crown  our  efforts  with  thy  grace  j 
In  heathen  lands  thy  gospel  bless, 
And  here   secure  its  large  increase. 

2  Let  Jews  and  Gentiles,  bond  and  free, 
Embrace  salvation,  Lord,  by  thee  ; 
While  those  who  now  in  darkness  dwell, 
Deliv'rance  sing  from  guilt  and  hell. 

3  Millions  there  are  on  heathen  ground, 
Who  never  heard  the  gospel's  sound  ; 
Oh,  send  it  forth,  and  let  it  run, 

Swift  and  reviving  as  the  sun. 

4  Oh,  look  on  those,  who  stand  to  tell 
Sinners  the  way  that  leads  from  hell ; 


HYMN     CCLVL  307 

Guide  thou  their  lips,  their  hearts  unite  ; 
Teach  them  to  act  as  in  thy  sight. 

5  To  those  who  give  do  thou  impart 
A  generous,  wise  and  tender  heart ; 
Lord,  crown  their  zeal,  reward  their  care, 
That  in  thy  grace  they  ail  may  share. 

6  Let  many  stand  around  thy  throne, 
From  difPrent  climes,  let  many  own, 
The  banner  of  the  cross  unfurl'd 
Has  sawd  from  hell  a  ruin'd  world. 


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HYMN   256.      Eights  and  Sevens 

Declension.  Lamented. 

NCE,  O  Lord,  thy  garden  flourish'd* 
Ev'iy  part  look  gay  and  green  ; 
Then  thy  word  our  spirits  nourish*ds 
Happy  seasons  we  have  seen  ! 

•2  But  a  drought  has  since  succeeded, 

-  And  a  sad  decline  we  see ; 
Lord,  thy  help  is  greatly  needed, 
Help  can  only  come  from  thee. 

3  Where  are  those  we  counted  leaders, 
Fifl'd  with  zeal  and  love  and  truth  ? 

©Id  professors  tall  as  cedars, 
Bright  examples  to  our  youth  ! 

4  Some  in  whom  we  once  delighted, 
We  shall  meet  no  more  below  ; 

Some,  alas  !  we  fear  are  blighted, 
Scarce  a  single  leaf  they  show. 

5.  Younger  plants — the  sight  how  pleasant  ! 

Covered  thick  with  blossoms  stood  ; 
Bat  they  cause  us  grief  at  present, 

Frosts  have  nipp'd  them  in  their  bud  ! 


208  HYMN    CCLVH. 

6  Dearest  Saviour,  hasten  hither, 
Thou  canst  make  them  bloom  again ; 

Oh,  permit  them  not  to  wither, 
Let  not  all  our  hopes  be  vain  ! 

HYMN   257.       L.  M. 

Hoping  for  a  Revival. 
HILE  I  to  grief  my  soul  gave  way 


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To  see  the  work  of  God  decline, 
Methought  I  heard  the  Saviour  say, 
"  Dismiss  thy  fears,  the  ark  is  mine. 

2  "  Though  for  a  time  I  hid  my  face, 
Rely  upon  my  love  and  pow'r  : 

Still  wrestle  at  the  throne  of  grace, 
And  wait  for  a  reviving  hour. 

3  "  Take  down  thy  long  neglected  harp, 
I've  seen  thy  tears,  and  heard  thy  parayer 
The  winter  season  has  been  sharp, 

But  spring  shall  all  its  wastes  repair." 

.4  Lord,  I  obey,  my  hopes  revive, 
Come  join  with  me,  ye  saints,  and  sing; 
Our  foes  in  vain  against  us  strive, 
Tor  God  will  help  and  triumph  bring. 

HYMN    258.       C.  M. 

A  Hymn  for   Christian   Conference. 

OLORD,  our  languid  souls  inspire, 
For  here  we  trust  thou  art ! 
Send  down  a  coal  of  heavenly  fire, 
To  warm  each  waiting  heart. 

2  Shew  us  some  tokens  of  thy  love, 

Our  fainting  hope  to  raise  ; 
And  pour  thy  blessing  from  above. 

That  we  may  render  praise. 


HYMN    CCLTX. 

3  Within  these  walls  let  holy  praise, 
And  love  and  concord  dwell : 

Here  give  the  troubled  conscience  ease, 
The  wounded  spirit  heal. 

4  The  feeling-  heart,  the  melting1  eye, 
The  humble  mind  bestow  ; 

And  .shine  upon  us  from  on  high, 
To  make  our  graces  grow. 

5  May  we  in  faith  receive  thy  word, 
In  faith  present  our  pray'rs  ; 

And  in  the  presence  of  our  Lord, 
Unbosom  all  our  cares. 

6  And  may  the  gospel's  joyful  sound, 
Enforc'd  by  mighty  grace, 

Induce  dead  sinners  all  around, 
To  come  and  fill  the  place. 

HYMN    259.       L.  Mi 

Jl  ivelcorne  to  Christian  Friencts, 

BRETHREN,  belov'd  for  Jesu's  sake, 
A  hearty  welcome  here  receive  ; 
May  we  together*  now  partake 
The  joys  which  he  alone  can  give  ! 

2  May  he,  by  whose  kind  care  we  meet  •; 
Send  his  good  Spirit  from  above, 
Make  our  communications  sweet, 

And  cause  our  hearts  to  burn  with  love  ! 

3  Forgotten  be  each  worldly  theme, 
When  thus  we  meet  to  pray  and  praise, 
We  only  wish  to  speak  of  him, 

And  tell  the  wonders  of  his  grace, 

4  We'll  talk  of  all  he  did  and  said, 
His  sufferings  and  his  dying  love, 


210  HYMN    CCLX. 

The  path  he  mark'd  for  us  to  tread, 
And  how  he  triumphs  now  above. 

5  Thus  as  the  moments  pass  away, 
We'll  love,  and  wonder,  and  adore  ; 
Then  hasten  on  the  glorious  day, 
When  we  shall  meet  to  part  no  more. 

HYMN    260.       C.   M. 
The  Benefit  of  Gospel  Privileges. 

HOW  happy  they  who  know  the  Lord, 
With  whom  he  deigns  to  dwell  ! 
He  feeds  and  cheers  them  by  his  word,, 
His  arm  supports  them  well. 

2  Wand'ring  in  sin,  our  souls  he  found, 
And  bade  us  seek  his  face  ; 

Gave  us  to  hear  the  gospel  sound, 
And  taste  the  gospel  grace. 

3  His  presence  sweetens  all  our  cares, 
And  makes  our  burdens  light ; 

A  word  from  him  dispels  our  fears, 
And  breaks  the  gloom  of  night. 

4  Lord,  we  expect  to  suffer  here, 
Nor  would  we  dare  repine  ; 

But  give  us  still  to  find  thee  near, 
And  own  us  still  for  thine. 

5  Let  us  enjoy  and  highly  prize  _ 
These  tokens  of  thy  love  ; 

Till  thou  shalt  bid  our  spirits  rise. 
To  worship  thee  above. 


HYMN     CCLXI.  -11 

HYMN    261         L.  M. 

Rising  to  God. 

NOW  let  our. souls,  on  wings  sublime, 
Rise  from  the  vanities  of  time  ; 
Draw  back  the  parting-  veil,  an/1  see 
The  glories  of  eternity. 

2  Born  by  a  new  celestial  birth, 
Why  should  we  grovel  here  on  earth  ? 
Why  grasp  at  transitory  toys, 

So  near  to  heav'n's  eternal  joys  r 

3  Shall  aught  beguile  us  on  the  road, 
When  we  are  walking  back  to  God  ? 
For  strangers  into  life  we  come, 
And  dying  is  but  going  home. 

4  Welcome  sweet  hour  of  full  discharge, 
That  sets  our  longing  souls  at  large  ; 
Unbinds  our  chains,  breaks  up  our  cell, 
And  gives  us-  with  our  God  to  dwell. 

5  To  dwell  with  God,  to  feel  his  love,     " 
Is  the  full  heav'n  enjoy 'd  above  ; 

And  the  sweet  expectation  now 

Is  the  young  dawn  of  heav'n  below, 

HYMN    262.       C.  M. 

Youth  and  Judgment. 

LO!  the  young  tribes  of  Adam  rise. 
And  through  all  nature  rove  ; 
Fulfil  the  wishes  of  their  eyes, 
And  taste  the  joys  they  love. 

2  They  give  a  loose  to  wild  desires; 

But  let  the  sinners  know 
The  strict  account  that  God  requires, 

Of  all  the  works  they  do. 


212  HYMN     CCLXT1T. 

3  The  Judge  prepares  his  throne  on  high, 
The  frighted  earth  and  seas, 

Avoid  the  fury  of  his  eye, 
And  flee  before  his  face. 

4  How  shall  I  bear  that  dreadful  day, 
And  stand  the  fiery  test ! 

1  give  all  mortal  joys  away, 

To  be  for  ever  blest. 

HYMN    263.       C.  If. 

The  Encouragement  Young  Persons  hare  to  %etb 
and  Love  Christ.     Prov.  viii.  17. 

YE  hearts  with  youthful  vigor  warm, 
In  smiling  crouds  draw  near, 
And  turn  from  ev'ry  mortal  charm, 
A   Saviour's  voice  to  hear. 

2  He,  Lord  of  all  the  worlds  on  high, 
Stoops  to  converge  with  you  ; 

And  lays  his  radiant  glories  by, 
Your  friendship  to  pursue. 

3  "  The  soul  that  longs  to  see  my  face, 
Is  sure  my  love  to  gain  ; 

And  those  that  early  seek  my  grace, 
Shall  never  seek  in  vain." 

4  What  object,  Lord,  my  soul  should  move, 
If  once  compar'd  with  thee  ? 

What  beauty  should  command  my  love, 
Like  what  in  Christ  I  see  ? 

5  Away,  ye  false  delusive  toys, 
Vain  tempters  of  the  mind"  ? 

'Lis  here  I  fix  my  lasting  choice, 
And  here  true  bliss  I  find, 


HYMN     CCLXIV.  211 

HYMN    264.       C  M. 

Youth  the  most  accepted  time. 

SEE  how  the  little  toiling-  ant 
Improves  the  harvest  hours  ; 
While  summer  lasts,  through  all  her  cells 
The  choicest  stores  she  pours. 

2  While  life  remains,  our  harvest  lasts  ; 

But  youth  of  life's  the  prime  ; 
Best  is  this  season  for  our  work, 

And  this  th'  accepted  time. 

'3  To-day  attend,  is  wisdom's  voice* 

To-morrow,  folly  cries  : 
And  still  to-morrow  'tis,  when,  Oh  ! 

To-day  the  sinner  dies. 

4  When  conscience  speaks,  its  voice  regard, 

And  seize  the  tender  hour  ? 
Humbly  implore  the  promis'd  grace, 

And  God  will  give   the   pow'r. 

HYMN  265.       L.  iff. 

A  lovely  Youth  falling  short  of  Heaven 
Mark  x.  21. 
*V/|UST  all  the  charms  of  nature  them 
i.Y.1    So  hopeless  to  salvation  prove  ? 
Can  hell  demand,  can  heav'n  condemn, 
The  man  whom  Jesus  deigns  to  love  ? 

2  The  man  who  sought  the  ways  of  truth., 
Paid  friends  and  neighbors  all  their  due  ; 
A  modest,  sober,  lovely  youjh, 
Who  thought  he  wanted  nothing  new  ! 

1  But  mark  the  change  :  thus  spake  the  Lord,. 
"  Come  part  with  earth  for  heav'n  to-day  ;SJ 
The  }7outh3  astonish'd  at  the  word, 
In  silent  sadness  went  his  way. 


214  HYMN    CCLXVl, 

4  Poor  virtues,  that  he  boasted  so, 
This  test  unable  to  endure, 

Let  Christ,  and  grace,  and  glory  go, 
To  make  his  land  and  money  sure  ! 

5  Ah,  foolish  choice  of  treasures  here  ! 
Ah,  fatal  love  of  tempting  gold  ! 

Must  this  base  world  be  bought  so  dear  ! 
And  life  and  heav'n  so  cheaply  sold  1 

6  In  vain  the  charms  of  nature  shine, 
If  this  vile  passion  governs  me  ; 
Transform  my  soul,  O  love  divine  ! 
And  make  me  part  with  all  for  thee  ! 

HYMN    266.       S.  Mi 

Prayer  of  Youth  for  Divine  cleansing. 

WITH  humble  heart  and  tongue, 
My  God  to  thee  T  pray  ; 
Oh,  make  me  learn  while  I  am  young, 
How  I  may  cleanse  my  way. 

2  Make  an  unguarded  youth 
The  object  of  thy  care  ; 

Help  me  to  choose  the  way  of  truth, 
And  fly  from  ev'ry  snare. 

3  My  heart  to  folly  prone, 
Renew  by  pow'r  divine  ; 

Unite  it  to  thyself  alone, 

And  make  me  wholly  thine. 

4  Oh,  let  thy  word  of  grace 

My  warmest  thoughts  employ  ; 
Be  this  through  all  my  following  daVs, 
My  treasure  and  my  joy. 

5  To  what  thy  laws  impart 
Be  my  whole  soul  inclin'd  ; 


HYMN    CCLXVII.  215 

Oh,  let  them  dwell  within  my  heart, 
And  sanctify  my  mind. 

6  May  thy  young-  servant  learn, 

By  "these  to  cleanse  his  way  ; 
And  may  I  here  the  path  discern 

That  leads  to  endless  day. 

HYMN    267.       C.  M. 

Old  Age  approaching  ;  or,  Jlfan  Frail  and  Mortal  • 

ETERNAL  God  !  enthron'd  on  high  ! 
Whom  angel  hosts  adore  ; 
Who  yet  to  suppliant  dust  art  nigh, 
Thy  presence  I  implore. 

2  Oh,  guide  me  down  the  steep  of  age, 
And  keep  my  passions  cool ; 

Teach  me  to  scan  the  sacred  page, 
And  practise  ev'ry  rule. 

3  My  flying  years  time  urges  on, 
What's  human  must  decay  ; 

My  friends,  my  young  companions  gone, 
Can  I  expect  to  stay  ? 

4  Can  I  exemption  plead,  when  death 
Projects  his  awful  dart  ? 

Can  medicines  then  prolong  my  breath, 
Or  virtue  shield  my  heart  ? 

Ah  !  no — then  smooth  the  mortal  hour, 
On  thee  my  hope  depends ; 
Support  me  with  almighty  pow'r, 
Wliile  dust  to  dust  descends. 

>  Then  shall  my  soul,  O  gracious  God  ! 

(While  angels  join  the  lay,) 
Admitted  to  the  bless' d  abode. 

Its  endless  anthems  pay  ; 


216  HYMN    CCLXYI1I. 

7  Through  heav'n  howe'er  remote  tlie  bound. 

Thy  matchless  love  proclaim ; 
And  join  the  choir  of  saints  that  sound, 

Their  great  Redeemer's  name. 

HYMN    268.       L.  M. 

The  Aged    Christian   Rejoicing  in  a   View  of 
Heaven. 

A  S  when  the  weary  trav'ller  gains 
XiL  The  height  of  some  o'er  looking-  hill, 
His  heart  revives,  when  cross  the  plains, 
He  eyes  his  home,  tho'  distant  still. 

2  While  he  surveys  the  mucli-lov'd  spot, 
He  slights  the  space  that  lies  -between  ; 
His  past  fatigues  are  now  forgot, 
Because  his  journey's  end  is  seen. 

3  Thus  when  the  aged  Christian  views, 
By  faith,  his  mansion  in  the  skies, 

The  sight  his  fainting  strength  renews, 
And  wings  his  speed  to  reach  the  prize. 

4  The  thought  of  home  his  spirit  cheers, 
No  more  he  grieves  for  troubles  past ; 
Nor  any  future  trial  fears, 

So  he  may  safe  arrive  at  last. 

5  'Tis  there,  he  says,  I  am  to  dwell, 
With  Jesus  in  the  realms  of  day  ; 
Then  I  shall  bid  my  cares  farewell, 
And  he  will  wipe  my  tears  away. 

6  Jesus,  on  thee  my  hope  depends, 
To  lead  me  on  to  thine  abode  : 
Assur'd  that  heav  n  will  make  amends? 
For  all  mv  toil  while  on  the  road. 


HYMN    CCLXIX,  21Y 

HYMN   269.      L.    M. 

Desiring1  Heaven. 

NO  more  I  ask,  or  hope  to  find, 
Delight  or  happiness  below  : 
Sorrow  may  well  possess  the  mind, 
That  feeds  where  thorns  and  thistles  grow, 

2  The  joy  that  fades  is  not  for  me, 

1  seek  immortal  joys  above  ; 
There,  glory  without  end  shall  be 
The  bright  reward  of  faith  and  love. 

3  Cleave  to  the  world,  ye  sordid  worms, 
Contented  lick  your  native  dust  ; 

But  God  shall  fight,  with  all  his  storms, 
Against  the  idol  of  your  trust. 

HYMN   270.      Eights  and  Sevens. 
Praise  for  "Redeeming  L&ve. 

LET  us  love,  and  sing-,  and  wonder, 
Let  us  praise  the  Saviour's  name  !  ~ 
He  has  huslv*d  the  Law's  loud  thunder, 
He  has  quenched  mount  Sinai's  flame. 

2  Let  us  love  the  Lord  who  bought  us, 
Pity'd  us  when  enemies  ; 

Call'd  us  by  his  grace,  and  taught  us, 
Gave  us  ears,  and  gave  us  eyes. 

3  Let  us  sing,  tho'  fierce  temptation" 
Threaten  hard  to  bear  us  down  ! 
For  the  Lord,  our  strong  salvation, 
Holds  in  yjew  the  conq'ror's  crown, 

4  Let  us  wonder,  grace  and  justice 
Join  and  point  to  mercy's  store  ; 
When  we  trust  in  Christ  our  fortresSj 
Justice  smiles  and  asks  no  more. 

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218  HYMN    CCLXXI.* 

5  Let  us  praise,  and  join  the  chorus 
Of  the  saints,  enthron'd  on  high  ; 
Here  they  trusted  him  before  u% 
Now  their  praises  fill  the  sky. 

6  Hark!  the  name  of  Jesus  sounded, 
Loud,  from  golden  harps  above  ! 
Lord,  we  blush,  and  are  confounded, 
Faint  our  praises,  cold  our  love  ! 

HYMN    271.       C.  M. 

Presumption  and  Despair. 

1HATE  the  tempter  and  h  is  charms, 
I  hate  his  flatt'ring  breath  ; 
The  serpent  takes  a  thousand  forms 
To  cheat  our  souls  to  death. 

2  He  feeds  our  hopes  with  airy  dreams, 
Or  kills  with  slavish  fear ; 

And  holds  us  still  in  wide  extremes, 
Presumption  or  despair. 

3  Now  he  persuades  "  how  easy  'tis 
To  walk  the  road  of  heav'n  ;" 

Anon  he  swells  our  sins,  and  cries, 
"  They  cannot  be  forgiven." 

4  He  bids  young  sinners,  "yet  forbear 
To  think  of  God  or  death  ; 

For  pray'r  and  true  devotion  are 
But  melancholy  breath." 

5  He  tells  the  aged,  "  they  must  die, 
And  'tis  too  late  to  pray  : 

In  vain  for  mercy  now  they  ciy, 
For  they  have  lost  their  day." 

6  Thus  he  supports  his  cruel  throne, 
By  mischief  and  deceit ; 


HYMN    CCLXXII. 

And  drags  the  sons  of  Adam  down, 
To  darkness  and  the  pit. 

7  Almighty  God,  cut  short  his  pow^r, 

Let  him  in  darkness  dwell ; 
And,  that  he  vex  the  earth  no  more, 

Confine  him  down  to  hell. 

HYMN   272.       S.    M: 

Complaint  of  Sin. 

OLORD,  how  vile  am  I, 
Unholy  and  unclean  ! 
How  can  I  dare  to  venture  nigh 
With  such  a  load  of  sin ! 

2  Is  this  polluted  heart 

A  dwelling  fit  for  thee  ? 
Swarming,  alas !  in  ev'ry  part, 
What  evils  do  I  see  ! 

3  If  I  attempt  to  pray, 

And  raise  my  soid  on  high, 
M}r  thoughts  are  hurry'd  fast  away., 
For  sin  is  ever  nigh. 

4  If  in  thy  word  I  look, 

Such  darkness  fills  my  mind, 
I  only  read  a  sealed  book, 
But  no  relief  can  find, 

5  Thy  gospel  oft  I  hear, 
But  hear  it  still  in  vain  : 

Without  desire,  or  love,  or  fear, 
Harden'd  I  still  remain. 

6  And  must  I  then  indeed 
Sink  in  despair  and  die  ? 

Fain  would  I  hope  that  thou  didst  bleed 
For  such  a  wretch  as  I. 


220  HYMN    CCLXXIU. 

7  That  blood  which  thou  hast  spilt, 
That  grace  which  is  thine  own, 

Can  cleanse  the  vilest  sinner's  guilt. 
And  soften  hearts  of  stone. 

8  Low  at  thy  feet  I  bow, 
Oh,  pity  and  forgive  ! 

Here  will  I  he  and  wait,  till  thou 
Shalt  bid  me  rise  and  live. 

HYMN    273.       S.     M. 

Light  Shining  in  Darkness. 
\/jFY  former  hopes  are  fled, 
!.▼  JL  My  terror  now  begins ; 
I  feel,  alas  !  that  I  am  dead 
In  trespasses  and  sins. 

S  Ah,  whither  shall  I  fly  ? 

I  hear  the  thunder  roar  ; 
The  law  proclaims  destruction  nigh,  / 

And  vengeance  at  the  door. 

3  When  I  review  my  ways, 
I  dread  impending-  doom  ; 

But  sure  a  friendly  whisper  says, 
"  Flee  from  the  wrath  to  come." 

4  I  see,  or  think  I  see, 

A  glimm'ring  from  afar  ; 
A  beam  of  day  that  shines  for  me, 
To  save  me  from  despair. 

5  Fore-runner  of  the  sun» 

It  marks  the  pilgrim's  way  ; 
I'll  gaze  upon  it  while  I  run, 
And  watch  the  rising*  day. 


HYMN     CCLXXIV.  221 

HYMN    274.      Tens. 
The  humble  Sinner  trusting  in  Christ. 

CHEER  up,  my  soul,  there  is  a  mercy  seat, 
Sprinkled  with  blood,  where  Jesus  answers 
prayer ;  * 

There  humbly  cast  thyself  beneath  his  feet, 
For  never  needy  sinner  perish' d  there. 

2  Lord,  I  am  come  !  thy  promise  is  my  plea, 
Without  thy  word  I  dare  not  venture  nigh  ; 
But  thou  hast  calPd  the  burden'd  soul  to  thee^ 
A  weary,  burden'd  soul,  O  Lord,  am  I ! 

3  Bow'd  down  beneath  a  heavy  load  of  sin, 
By  Satan's  fierce  temptation  sorely  prest, 
Beset  without,  and  full  of  fears  within, 
Trembling  and  faint,  I  come  to  thee  for  rest. 

4  Be  thou  my  refuge,  Lord,  my  hiding-place, 
I  know  no  force  can  tear  me  from  thy  side  ; 
Unmov'd  I  then  may  all  accusers  face, 

And  answer  ev'ry  charge,  with  "  Jesus  dy'd." 

5  Yes  !  thou  didst  weep,  and  bleed,  and  groa^, 

and  die  ! 
Well  hast  thou  known  what  fierce  temptation 

means, 
Such  was  thy  love  !  and  now  enthron'd  on  high, 
The  same  compassion  in  thy  bosom  reigns. 

6  Lord,  give  me  faith — he  hears !  what  grace 

is  this ! 
Dry  up  thy  tears,  my  soul,  and  cease  to  grieve  : 
He  shows  me  what  he  did,  and  who  he  is, 
I  must,  I  will,  I  can,  I  do  believe, 


222  HYMN    CCLXXV. 

HYMN   275.      L.    M. 

Divine  Grace  Implored. 

THE  God  who  once  to  Israel  spoke, 
From  Sinai5s  top,  in  fire  and  smoke. 
In  gentler  strains  of  gospel  grace, 
Invites  us  now  to  seek  his  face. 

2  Hark  !  how  from  Calvary  it  sounds  ; 
From  the  Redeemer's  bleeding  wounds  ; 
"  Pardon  and  grace  I  freely  give, 

Poor  sinner,  look  to  me  and  live." 

3  What  other  arguments  can  move 
The  heart  that  slights  a  Saviour's  love  ! 
Yet  till  Almighty  pow'r  constrain, 
This  matchless  love  is  preach'd  in  vain. 

4  O  Saviour,  let  that  pow'r  be  felt, 
And  cause  each  stony  heart  to  melt 
Deeply  impress  upon  our  youth 
The  light  and  force  of  gospel  truth. 

5  How  will  they  else  thy  presence  bear, 
When  as  a  Judge  thou  shalt  appear  ; 
"\Vrlien  slighted  love  to  wrath  shall  turn, 
And  the  whole  earth  like  Sinai  burn ! 

HYMN   276.      Eights  and  Sixes- 

TJie  Lord's  Prayer  Imitated. 

FATHER  Supreme  !  all  nature's  God, 
Display  thy  majesty  abroad, 
And  in  full  glory  shine  ; 
To  thy  great  name  be  honors  paid, 
Throughout  all  worlds  which  thou  hast  made 

Let  earth  the  chorus  join. 
2  Here  place  thy  throne,  and  at  thy  feet 
Make  all  thy  stubborn  foes  submit, 
And  own  thy  sov'reigii  sway : 


HYMN    CCLXXVL  22- 

Thine  influence  Far  and  wide  extend, 
*Till  haughty  rebels  lowly  bend, 
And  cheerfully  obey. 

3  Oh,  let  thy  perfect  will  be  done, 
Not  by  those  heav'nly  hosts  alone, 

Who're  wing'd  with  love  and  zeal ; 
We  too  with  love  and  zeal  would  rise, 
To  catch  the  ardor  of  the  skies, 

And  fly  to  do  thy  will. 

4  O  thou  who  art  both  wise  and  good. 
We  trust  thee  for  our  daily  food, 

And  what  thou  seest  is  best ; 
Our  foolish  wishes,  Lord,  deny, 
But  kindly  nature's  wants  supply ; 

To  thee  we  leave  the  rest. 

5  Teach  us  the  needy  to  relieve  ; 
Our  foes  to  pity  and  forgive, 

And  conquer  them  with  love  ; 
As  we  to  others  mercy  show, 
Thy  mercy,  Lord,  on  us  bestow, 

And  all  our  guilt  remove. 

6  Let  thy  good  Spirit  guard  our  hearts., 
Against  the  tempters  guileful  arts, 

And  ev'ry  dang'rous  snare  : 
Or  if  we  once  should  go  astray, 
Teach  us  again  to  find  the  way, 

And  walk  with  better  care. 

7  Thy  name  with  rev'rence  we  adore^ 
For  thine's  the  giory,  thine  the  pow'r, 

And  thine  the  right  to  reign  : 
In  thy  dominion  we  rejoice  ; 
To  thy  commands  our  hearts  and  voice 

Unite,  and  sav — Amen, 


224  HYMN    CCLXXVH. 

HYMN    277.       L.    M. 

The  Lord  his  People's  Shepherd.     Ps.  xxiiiv 

THE  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare, 
And  feed  me  with  a  shepherd's  care  ; 
His  presence  shall  my  wants  supply, 
And  guard  me  with  a  watchful  eye. 

2  My  noon-day  steps  he  shall  attend, 
And  all  my  midnight  hours  defend ; 
When  in  tiie  sultry  glebe  I  faint, 

Or  on  the  thirsty  mountains  pant. 

3  To  fertile  vales  and  dewy  meads, 
My  weary,  wandering  steps  he  leads  ; 
Where  peaceful  rivers  soft  and  slow, 
Amid  the  verdant  landskips  flow. 

4  Though  in  the  paths  of  death  I  tread, 
With  gloomy  horrors  overspread, 

My  stedfast  heart  shall  fear  no  ill, 
For  thou,  O  Lord,  art  with  me  still. 

5  Thy  friendly  crook  shall  give  me  aid, 
And  guide  me  through  the  dreadful  shade, 
Though  in  a  bare  and  rugged  way, 
Through  devious,  lonely  wilds  I  stray. 

6  Thy  bounty  shall  my  pains  beguile, 
The  barren  wilderness  shall  smile, 

With  sudden  green  and  herbage  crown'd, 
And  streams  shall  murmur  all  around. 

HYMN    278.       L.  M. 

On  being  admitted  a  Member  of  a  Church. 

(^  RE  AT  source  of  Being,  heav'nly  King ! 
~W  Whose  eye  my  inmost  thought  surveys, 
To  thee,  with  grateful  joy,  I  bring 
My  tribute  of  unequal  praise. 


HYMN    CCLXXDX,  225 

2  United  to  thy  chosen  flock, 

Within  thy  courts  my  soul  would  dwell ; 
And  in  thy  strength  sustain  the  shock, 
Of  all  the  pow'rs  in  earth  or  hell, 

3  Oh,  send  thy  Spirit  from  on  high, 
And  let  our  Church  thy  blessing  prove  ! 
So  shall  our  praises  reach  the  sky, 
And  ev'ry  bosom  glow  with  love. 

4  Oh,  may  our  Pastor  draw  from  thee, 
Daily  supplies  of  heav'nly  grace  ! 
And  may  we  in  thy  temple  see, 

Thy  glorious  presence  fill  the  place  ! 

5  Then  shall  our  hearts,  our  lives,  our  tongues, 
Be  consecrated  to  our  God  ; 

Our  morning  pray'rs,  oar  ev'ning  songs, 
Shall  spread  thy  wond'rous  love  abroad, 

HYMN    279.       L.  Mi 

The   Convert. 

FAR  from  thy  fold,  O  God,  my  feet 
Once  mov'd  in  error's  devious  maze  ; 
Nor  found  religious  duties  sweet, 
Nor  sought  thy  face,  nor  lov'd  thy  ways, 

2  With  tend'rest  voice  thou  bad'st  me  flee 
,Thevpaths  which  thou  could*  s  ne'er  approve  ; 

And  gently  drew  my  soul  to  thee, 
With  cords  of  sweet  eternal  love. 

3  Now  to  thy  footstool,  Lord,  I  fly, 
And  low  in  self-abasement  fall ; 

A  vile'  a  helpless  worm  I  lie, 
And  thou,  xny  God,  art  all  in  all. 

4  Dearer,  far  dearer  to  my  heart, 
Than  all  the  joys  that  earth  can  give  ; 

10* 


226  HYMN    CCLXXX. 

"From  fame,  from  wealth,  from  friends  I'd  party 
Beneath  thy  countenance  to  live. 

3  And  when,  in  smiling-  friendship  drest, 
Death  bids  me  quit  this  mortal  frame, 
Gently  reclin'd  on  Jesu's  breast, 
My  latest  breath  shall  bless  his  name. 

6  Then  my  unfetter'd  soul  shall  rise* 
And  soar  above  yon  starry  spheres, 
Join  the  full  chorus  of  the  skies, 
And  sing*  thy  praise  through  endless  yeavsv 

HYMN  280.      e.   M. 

Prayer  for  relief  under  a  body  of  sin  and  death, 

IORD,  what  a  croud  of  anxious  cares, 
i  Disturb  ray  restless  breast ! 
The  world's  reproach,  and  Satan's  snares, 
Leave  not  a  moment's  rest. 

2  The  glorious  smiles  which  once  I  saw, 
O'er  all  thy  face,  are  hid  ; 

I  feel  the  sentence  of  thy  law, 
And  all  my  comforts  fled. 

3  Hast  thou  not  said,  that  where  thou  art, 
There  thine  shall  surely  be  ? 

©h,j3eal  this  promise  on  my  heart, 
And  say  'twas  made  for  me. 

4  Then  cares  may  vex,  the  world  may  frown, 
They  ne'er  my  peace  shall  move  ; 

For  what  can  weigh  that  spirit  down, 
That  feels  a  Saviour's  love  ? 

5  Oh,  for  a  taste,  by  saving  faith, 
Of  his  forgiving  grace  ; 

When  nature  draws  its  parting  breath, 
And  all  its  cares  shall  cease  I 


HYMN     CCLXXXL 

HYMN    281.       C.  M. 

Celestial  Prospects. 

O  WEET  glories  rush  upon  my  sight, 
O  And  charm  my  wond'ring  eyes  ; 
The  regions  of  immortal  light* 
The  beauties  of  the  skies  ! 

2  All  hail  !  ye  fair  celestial  shores, 
Ye  lands  of  endless  day  ; 

Swift  on  my  view  your  prospect  pours, 
And  drives  my  griefs  away. 

3  There's  a  delightful  clearness  now, 
My  clouds  of  doubt  are  gone  ; 

Fled  is  my  former  darkness  too, 
My  fears  are  all  withdrawn. , 

4  Short  is  the  passage — short  the  space 
Between  my  home  and  me  ; 

There  !  there  behold  the  radiant  place  ! 
How  near  the  mansions  be  ! 

5  Immortal  wonders  !  boundless  things ! 
In  those  dear  worlds  appear  : 

Prepare  me,  Lord,  to  stretch  my  wings, 
And  in  those  glories  share. 

HYMN    282.       C.  M. 

A  Covert  from  the  Heat, 
7~HEN  on  a  summer's  sultry  days 


T* 


The  sun  darts  forth  his  rays  ; 
The  trav'ler  labors  on  Ms  way, 
Beneath  the  mid-day  blaze  : 

2  When  not  a  cooling  breeze  is  felt, 

No  friendly  roof  is  nigh, 
The  languid  body  seems  to  melt, 

Tiie  fainting  spirits  die : 


228  HYMN    CCLXXXHI. 

3  Should  some  tall  rock  at  such  an  hour, 
A  distant  shade  prepare, 

Hope  would  exert  his  feeble  pow'r, 
To  fly  and  rest  him  there. 

4  Thus  he  who  treads  the  heav'nly  path, 
And  feels  upon  him  burn 

The  kindlings  of  almighty  wrath, 
Must  labor,  droop,  and  mourn ; 

5  Till  Christ,  the  covert  from  the  heat, 
His  longing1  spirit  sees, 

And  draws  him  to  a  cool  retreat, 
Affording  rest  and  ease. 

6  He  like  a  rock  of  refuge  rose. 
And  sacred  shade  extends, 

Refreshment  and  secure  repose, 
For  aU  his  weary  friends. 

« 

HYMN  283.      Sevens- 


S 


Trust  in  God.     Habak.  iii.  17;  18. 

HOULD  the  rising  whirlwinds  tear 
From  its  stem  the  rip'ning  ear  ; 
Should  the  fig-tree's  blasted  shoot 
Drop  her  green  untimely  fruit : 

2  Should  the  vine  put  forth  no  more, 
Nor  the  olive  yield  her  store  ^ 
Though  the  sick'ning  flocks  should  fall, 
And  the  herds  desert  the  stall : 

3  Should  God's  alter'd  hand  restrain 
Th'  early  and  the  latter  rain  ; 

Blast  each  op'ning  bud  of  joy, 
And  the  rising  year  destroy  ; 


HYMN    CCLXXXIV.  229 

4  Yet  to  God  my  soul  should  raise 
Grateful  vows  of  solemn  praise  ; 
And  when  ev'ry  blessing's  flown, 
Love  him — for  himself  alone. 

HYMN    284.      L.   M. 

The   Christian  Armor.     Eph.  vi.  13 — 17% 

WITH  holy  zeal  and  Christian  grace, 
I'll  take  the  armor  for  the  race  ; 
Whilst  foes  and  fears  beset  me  round, 
In  Christ  the  Lord  my  strength  is  found. 

2  For  ever  blessed  be  the  Lord, 
His  word  he  gives  me  for  a  sword  ; 
And  he  commands  to  wield  it  well, 
Against  the  pow'rs  of  earth  and  helL 

3  His  righteousness  a  breastplate  yields, 
Whilst  faith  affords  a  glorious  shield ; 
His  free  salvation's  sov'reign  grace, 
Shall  on  my  head  the  helmet  place. 

4  Thus  arm'd  and  martiaPd  for  the  field* 
Against  temptation  doubly  steel'd, 

The  glorious  combat  T  begin, 
Declaring  war  with  flesh  and  sin. 

5  My  heav'nly  Captain's  watchful  care, 
Shall  keep  me  from  the  fowler^s  snare ; 
His  Spirit  guide  my  wand'ring  feet, 
Till  I  Ms  face  in  glory  meet. 


230  HYMN    CCLXXXV. 

HYMN   285.      C.    M.      In  two  parts. 

Christ's  Birth,  Life,  Death,  Resurrection,  Ascm 
sion,  and  Intercession. 

PART  I. 

Christ's  Birth  and  Life, 
k  WAKE,  my  soul,  tune  cv'ry  string", 
J\_  In  God  thy  Saviour's  praise  ; 
Join  with  the  heav'nly  hosts,  and  sing 
The  highest  notes  they  raise. 

2  Tell  how  the  glorious  Son  of  God 
Forsook  the  realms  of  bliss ; 

Descended  to  our  guilty  world, 
Proclaiming  life  and  peace. 

3  Angelic  hosts  declare  his  birth, 
"  Glory  to  God  on  high, 

Good  will  to  men  and  peace  on  earth  ! 
Behold  the  Saviour  nigh  ! 

4  "  To  Bethlem's  city  quick  repair, 
Th'  etherial  spirits  cry, 

And  see  the  promis'd  Saviour  there., 
Low  in  a  manger  lie. 

5  "  With  humble  faith  and  holy  fear, 
Go  visit  Christ  your  king," 

Their  heav  nly  notes  the  shepherds  hear, 
And  join  the  praise  they  sing. 

6  On  Jordan's  banks  th'  eternal  God 
His  birth  divine  declares  ; 

««  This  Ls  my  Son ! '  Lo  !  on  his  head 
The  heav'nly  dove  appears. 

7  Holy  his  life,  his  doctrine  true  ; 
(How  bright  the  godhead  shone  !) 

Diseases  heard,  and  Satan  knew, 
That  what  he  spake  was  done. 


HYMN    CCLXXXV.  231 

PART  n. 

't  Christ's  Death,  Resurrection,  Ascension  and  In' 
tercessioyi. 

BEHOLD  the  Saviour  on  the  tree3 

With  arms  extended  wide  ! 
From  death  a  sinful  world  to  free, 

He  groan'd  and  bled  and  dy'd  I 

9  The  sun  its  beams  no  longer  lent, 
To  see  its  Maker  bleed  ; 

His  groans  the  rocks  and  mountains  rent, 
And  woke  the  sleeping  dead* 

10  But  when  th*  appointed  hour  was.  corner 
The  sleeping  Saviour  woke  : 

He  rose  triumphing  from  the  tomb. 
The  chains  of  death  he  broke. 

11  On  the  eternal  God's  right  hand, 
The  great  Redeemer  sits  ; 

Both  heav'n  and  earth  to  his  command 
The  Father  now  commits. 

12  Our  advocate  himself  he  stiles, 
The  sinner's  cause  he  pleads  ; 

Through  him  the  Father  looks  and  smile% 
While  thus  he  intercedes. 

13  Whom  once  he  loves  he'll  ne'er  forget, 
His  counsels  guide  them  still ; 

His  grace  their  weary  souls  will  seat 
On  beay'n's  eternal  hill. 

14  Reviving  thought !  then  humble  sou], 
With  courage  venture  on  ! 

Though  earth  and  hell  against  thee  roJJ, 
In  Christ  the  battle's  won. 


232  HYMN    CCLXXXVI. 

HYMN    286.       C.    M. 

Prayer  under  Temptations  of  Satan, 
VM/'HEN  I  can  read  my  title  clear 
▼  ?     To  mansions  in  the  skies, 

1  bid  fare \v el  to  ev'ry  fear, 
And  wipe  my  weeping-  eyes. 

2  Should  earth  against  my  soul  engage, 
And  Satan's  darts  be  hurl'd, 

Then  I  can  smile  at  all  his  rage, 
And  face  a  frowning'  world. 

3  Let  all  the  tempter  s  malice  come, 
And  storms  of  sorrow  fall  : 

If  I  may  safely  reach  my  home, 
My  God,  my  heav  n,  my  all : 

4  There  shall  I  bathe  my  weary  soul, 
In  seas  of  heav'nly  rest, 

Nor  feel  a  troubling'  tempters  call 
Disturb  my  peaceful  breast. 

HYMN    278.       L.    M. 

Prayer  under  Temptation  from  the  Tumults  of  the 
World. 

THE  billows  swell,  the  winds  are  high, 
Clouds  overcast  my  wintry  sky  ; 
Out  of  the  depths  to  thee  I  call, 
My  fears  are  great,  my  strength  is  small. 

2  O  Lord,  a  Saviour's  part  perform, 
And  g-uide  and  guard  me  thro'  the  storm  ; 
Defend  me  from  each  threat'ning  ill, 
Control  the  waves,  say,  "  peace,  be  still."' 

3  Amidst  the  roaring  of  the  sea, 

My  soid  still  hangs  her  hope  on  thee  ; 
Thy  constant  love,  thy  faithful  care, 
Are  all  that  save  me  from  despair. 


HYMN    CCXXXV1U.  233 

4  Dangers  of  ev'ry  snap©  and  name, 
Attend  the  followers  of  the  Lamb, 
Who  leave  the  world's  deceitful  shore,  - 
And  leave  it  to  return  no  more. 

5  God  of  my  life,  to  thee  I  call, 
Afflicted  at'thy  feet  I  fall  ■ 

When  the  great  water-floods  prevail, 
Leave  not  my  trembling  heart  to  fail ! 

HYMN    283.       C.  iff. 

Perplexity  Relieved. 

ANXIOUS,  I  strove  to  find  the  way, 
Which  to  salvation  led  ; 
I  listen'd  long,  I  try*d  to  pray, 
And  heard  what  many  said. 
3  When  some  of  joys  and  comforts  told, 

I  fear'd  that  T  was  wrong  ; 
For  I  was  stupid,  dead,  and  cold, 
Had  neither  joys  nor  song. 

3  The  Lord  my  laboring  heart  reliev'd/ 
And  made  my  burden  light ; 

Then  for  a  moment  I  belie v'd, 
And  thought  that  all  was  right. 

4  Of  fierce  temptations  others  talk'd, 
Of  anguish  and  dismay ; 

Thro'  what  distresses  they  had  walk'd 
Before  they  found  the  way. 

5  Ah  !  then  I  thought  my  hopes  were  vain, 
For  I  had  liv'd  at  ease  ; 

I  wish'd  for  all  my  fears  again, 
To  make  me  more  like  these. 

6  I  had  my  wish,  the  Lord  disclos'd 
The  evils  of  my  heart  ; 

And  left  my  naked  soul  expos'd, 
To -Satan's  fiery  dart. 


234  HYMN    CCLXXXIX. 

7  Alas  !  I  cry 'd  in  deep  despair, 
Borne  down  with  fearful  pain  ! 

How  can  I  these  fierce  terrors  bear, 
And  who  will  now  sustain  ! 

8  Again  my  Saviour  brought  me  aid, 
And  when  he  set  me  free, 

"  Trust  simply  on  my  word"  he  said, 
"  And  leave  the  rest  to  me." 

HYMN  289.      Sevens. 

The  Sovereign   Call  of  Christ 

IN  his  own  appointed  hour, 
To  my  heart  the  Saviour  spoke  ; 
Touch  me  by  his  Spirit's  pow'r, 
And  my  dang'rous  slumber  broke. 

2  Then  I  saw  and  own'd  my  guilt, 
Soon  my  gracious  Lord  repl'yd  ; 

"  Fear  not ;  I  my  blood  have  spilt. 
•Twas  for  such  as  thee  I  dy'd." 

3  Shame  and  wonder,  joy  and  love. 
All  at  once  possess'd  my  heart ; 
Can  1  hope  thy  grace  to  prove, 
After  acting'  such  a  part  ? 

4  "  Thou  hast  greatly  sin'd,"  he  said. 
"  But  1  freely  all  forgive  j 

I  my  self  thy  debt  have  paid, 
Now  I  bid  thee  rise  and  live." 

HYMN    290.       C.    M. 

Old  tilings  are  passed  away. 

LET  carnal  minds  the  world  pursue, 
It  has  no  charms  for  me  ; 
Once  I  admir'd  its  trifles  too, 
But  grace  has  set  me  free-. 


HYMN    CCXCI.  2 

Its  fading  charms  no  longer  please. 
No  more  content  afford  ; 
Far  from  my  heart  be  joys  like  these, 
Now  I  have  seen  the  Lord. 

3  As  by  the  light  of  op'ning  day, 
The  stars  are  all  conceal'd  ; 

So  earthly  pleasures  fade  away, 
When  Jesus  is  reveal'd. 

4  Creatures  no  more  divide  my  choice, 
I  bid  them  all  depart  ; 

His  name,  and  love,  and  gracious  voice, 
Have  fix'd  my  roving  heart. 

5  Now,  Lord,  I  would  be  thine  alone, 
And  wholly  live  to  thee  ; 

But  may  I  hope  that  thou  wilt  own 
A  worthless  worm  like  me  r 

6  Yes,  though  of  sinners  I'm  the  worst, 
I  cannot  doubt  thy  will  ; 

For  if  thou  hadst  not  lov'd  me  first, 
I  had  refus'd  thee  still. 

HYMN    291.       L.    M. 

Haired  of  Sin. 

"|%/|"OST  holy  Lord  !  I  love  thy  truth, 

-It  J_  Nor  dare  thy  least  commandment  slight 

Yet  pierc'd  by  sin,  the  serpent's  tooth. 

1  mourn  the  anguish  of  the  bite. 

2  But  though  the  poison  lurks  within, 
Hope  bids  me  still  with  patience  wait ; 
Till  death  shall  set  me  free  from  sin., 
Free  from  the  only  thing  I  hate. 

3  Had  I  a  throne  above  the  rest, 
"Where  angels  and  arch-angels  dwell  ; 


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236  HYMN    CCXCH. 

One  sin,  unslain  within  my  breast, 
Would  make  that  heav'n  as  dark  as  hell. 

4  But  there  no  foe  invades  the  bliss, 
When  g-lory  crowns  the  Christian's  head  ; 
One  view  of  Jesus  as  he  is, 
Will  strike  all  sin  for  ever  dead. 

HYMN    292.      L.  M. 

Prayer  for  Grace.     Ps.  cvi.  4,  5. 

EMEMBER  us,  we  pray  thee,  Lord, 
With  those  who  love  thy  gracious  name 
And  to" our  souls  that  good  afford, 
Thy  promise  has  prepar'd  for  them. 
2  To  us  thy  great  salvation  show, 
Give  us  a  taste  of  love  divine  ; 
That  we  thy  people's  joy  may  know, 
And  in  their  holy  triumph  join. 

HYMN    29  3.      Sevens. 

Co7ning  to  the  Throne  of  Grate. 

"VJ  OT  to  Sinai  s  dreadful  blaze, 
JL^I    But  to  Zion's  throne  of  grace, 
By  a  way  mark'd  out  with  blood, 
Sinners  now  approach  to  God. 

2  Not  to  hear  the  fiery  law, 
But  with  humble  joy  to  draw 
Water  by  that  well  supply'd, 
Jesus  open'd  when  he  dy'd. 

3  Lord,  there  are  no  streams  but  thine, 
Can  assuag-e  a  thirst  like  mine  ; 

:Tis  a  thirst  thy  self  didst  give, 
Let  me  therefore  drink  and  live. 


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HYMN    CCXCIV.  227 

HYMN    294.       L.  M. 

A  Hymn  for  the  Beginning  of  Worship, 

HY  presence,  gracious  God,  afford, 
Prepare  us  to  receive  thy  word  ; 


Stow  let  thy  voice  engage  our  ear, 
*.nd  faith  be  mixt  with  what  we  hear. 

3  Distracting  thoughts  and  cares  remove, 
And  fix  our  hearts  and  hopes  above  ; 
With  food  divine  may  we  be  fed, 
And  satisfy  d  with  living  bread. 

5  To  us  thy  sacred  word  apply, 
With  sovereign  power  and  energy ; 
And  may  we  in  thy  faith  and  fear, 
Reduce  to  practice  what  we  hear. 

Father,  in  us  thy  Son  reveal ; 
Teach  us  to  know  and  do  thy  will ; 
Thy  saving  powr  and  love  display, 
And  guide  us  to  the  realms  of  day. 

HYMN    295.       L.    M. 

At  Dismission. 

ISMISS  us  with  thy  blessing,  Lord, 
JLF   Help  us  to  feed  upon  thy  word  ; 
I A 11  that  has  been  amiss  forgive, 
And  let  thy  truth  within  us  live. 

2  Though  we  are  guilty,  thou  art  good, 
Wash  all  our  works  in  Jes.u's  blood ; 
Give  ev'rv  fetter'd  soul  release, 
And  bid  us  all  depart  in  peace. 


238  HYMN     CCXCVI. 

H\MN    296.      Eights  and  Sevens* 
The  same. 
ORD,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing", 


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Fill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  peace  ; 
Let  us  each,  thy  love  possessing1, 
Triumph  in  redeeming-  grace  ; 
Oh,  refresh  us  ! 
Trav'ling-  through  this  wilderness. 

2  Thanks  we  give,  and  adoration, 
For  thy  gospel's  joyful  sound  ; 

May  the  fruits  of  thy  salvation 

In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound  : 
May  thy  presence 
With  us  evermore,  be  found. 

3  So,  whene'er  the  signal's  giv'n, 
Us  from  earth  to  call  away  ; 

Borne  on  angels  wings  to  heav'n, 

Glad  to  leave  our  cumb'rous  clay, 
May  we  read}-, 
Rise  and  reign  in  endless  day  ! 

HYMN     297.    C.     M. 

Seeking  first  the  Kingdom  of  God,  &c. 
Matt.  vi.  33. 

NOW  let  a  true  ambition  rise, 
And  ardor  fire  our  breast, 
To  reign  in  worlds  above  the  skies, 
In  heavn'ly  glories  drest. 

2  Behold  Jehovah's  royal  hand 
A  radiant  crown  display, 

Whose  gems  with  vivid  lustre  shine, 
While  stars  and  sun  decay. 

3  Away,  each  gi-ov'ling  anxious  care, 
Beneath  a  Christian's  thought ; 


HYMN    eCXCVIXI.  C'39 

1  spring  to  seize  immortal  joys, 
Which  my  Redeemer  bought. 

4  Ye  hearts  with  youthful  vigor  warm, 

The  glorious  prize  pursue  ; 
Nor  shall  ye  want  the  goods  of  earth, 

While  heav'n  is  kept  in  view. 

HYMN    298.      L.  M. 

Parting  with  Carnal  Joys, 

I  SEND  the  joys  of  earth  away, 
Away  ye  tempters  of  the  mind, 
false  as  the  smoothe  deceitful  sea, 
And  empty  as  the  whistling  wind. 

2  Your  streams  were  floating  me  along% 
Down  to  the  gulph  of  black  despair  ; 
And  whilst  I  listen' d  to  your  song, 

Your  streams  had  e'en  convey'd  me  there, 

3  Lord,  1  adore  thy  matchless  grace, 
That  warn'd  me  of  that  dark  abyss  ; 
That  drew  me  from  those  treach'rous  seas, 
And  bade  me  seek  superior  bliss. 

4  Now  to  the  shining  realms  above, 

I  stretch  my  hands,  and  glance  my  eyes  ; 
Oh,  for  the  pinions  of  a  dove, 
To  bear  me  to  the  upper  skies. 

5  There,  from  the  bosom  of  my  God, 
Full  streams  of  endless  pleasure  roll ; 
There  wou'd  I  fix  my  last  abode, 
And  drown  the  sorrows  of  my  soul. 


240  HYMN    CCXCIX. 

HYMN    299.       L.  M. 

The   Vanity  of  Creatures. 

MAN  has  a  soul  of  vast  desires, 
He  burns  within  with  restless  fires  \ 
Toss'd  to  and  fro,  his  passions  fly, 
From  vanity  to  vanity. 

2  In  vain  on  earth  we  hope  to  find, 
Some  solid  good  to  fill  the  mind  ; 
We  try  new  pleasures,  bat  we  feel 
The  inward  thirst  and  torment  still. 

3  So  when  a  raging  fever  burns, 
We  shift  from  side  to  side  by  turns, 
\nd  'tis  a  poor  relief  we  gain, 
To  change  the  place  but  keep  the  pain. 

4  Great  God  !  subdue  this  vicious  thirst. 
This  love  to  vanity  and  dust  ; 
Cure  the  vile  fever  of  the  mind, 
A?id  feed  our  souls  with  joys  refin'd. 

HYMN    300.       L.  M. 

The  Sovereignty  of  Grace.     Luke  x.  21,  22. 

Fff^HERE  was  an  hour  when  Christ  rejoic'd, 
JL    And  spoke  his  joys  in  words  of  praise  ;  ;» 
Ci  Father,  I  thank  thee,  mighty  God, 
Lord  of  the  earth,  and  heav'ns  and  seas. 

2  "  I  thank  thy  sov-reign  pow'r  and  love, 
That  crowns  my  doctrine  with  success  ; 
And  makes  the  babes  in  knowledge  learn, 

The  heights,  and  breadths,  and  lengths  of  grace. 

3  "  But  all  this  glory  lies  conceal'd, 
From  men  of  prudence  and  of  wit : 
The  prince  of  darkness  blinds  their  eyes, 
And  their  own  pride  resists  the  light. 


HYMN    CCCL  241 

4  Father,  'tis  thus,  because  thy  will, 
Chose  and  ordain'd  it  should  be  so  ; 
'Tis  thy  delight  t'  abase  the  proud, 
And  lay  the  haughty  scorner  low. 

5  "  There's  none  can  know  the  Father  right, 
But  those  who  learn  him  from  the  Son  ; 

Nor  can  the  Son  be  well  receiv'd, 

But  where  the  Father  makes  him  known.-' 

6  Then  let  our  souls  adore  our  God, 
That  deals  his  graces  as  he  please  ;. 
Nor  gives  to  mortals  an  account, 

Or  of  his  actions  o?  decrees. 

HYMN    301.      L.  M. 

Prayer  for  Grace, 

OT1IOU,  to  whose  all-searching  sight. 
The  darkness  shineth  as  the  light, 
Search,  prove  my  heart,  and  let  it  be 
Freed  from  these  bonds  and  join'd  to  Jthee. 

'2  Wash  out  its  stains,  refine  its  dress. 
Nail  my  affections  to  the  cross  ! 
Hallow  each  thought ;  let  all  within 
Be  clean,  as  thou,  my  Lord,  art  clean 

3  If  in  this  darksome  wild  I  stray, 
Be  thou  my  light,  be  thou  my  way  ; 
No  foes,  no  violence  I  fear, 
No  fraud,  while  thou,  my  God,  art  near, 

5  When  rising  floods  my  soul  o'erfiow, 
When  sinking  deep  in  waves  of  woe, 
Jesus,  thy  timely  aid  impart, 
And  raise  mv  head  and  cheer  my  hear: 
11 


242  HYMN    CCCH. 

5  Oh,  let  thy  hand  support  me  still, 
And  lead  me  to  thy  holy  hill  ! 
Where  toil  and  grief,  and  pain  shall  cease, 
Where  all  is  calm,  and  all  is  peace. 

HYMN    302.       L.  M. 

The  Beatitudes.     Matt.  v.  2—12. 

BLESS'D  are  the  humble  souls,  that  see 
Their  emptiness  and  poverty  ; 
Treasures  of  grace  to  them  are  giv'n, 
And  crowns  of  joy  laid  up  in  heav'n. 

2  Bless'd  are  the  men  of  broken  heart, 

Who  mourn  for  sin  with  inward  smart :  ~ 

The  blood  of  Christ  divinely  flows, 
A  healing  balm  for  all  their  woes. 

3  Bless'd  are  the  meek,  who  stand  afar 
From  rage  and  passion,  noise  and  war ; 
God  will  secure  their  happy  state, 

And  plead  their  cause  ag-ainst  the  great. 

4  Bless'd  are  the  souls  that  long  for  grace, 
Hunger  and  thirst  for  rightousness  ; 
They  shall  be  well  supply'd  and  fed 
With  living  streams  and  living  bread. 

5  Bless'd  are  the  men  whose  bowels  move, 
And  melt  with  sympathy  and  love  ; 
From  Christ  the  Lord  shall  they  obtain 
Like  sympathy  and  love  again. 

6  Bless'd  are  the  pure,  whose  hearts  are  clean 
From  the  defiling  pow'r  of  sin ; 

With  endless  pleasures  they  shall  see 
A  God  of  spotless  purity. 

7  Bless'd  are  the  men  of  peaceful  life, 
Who  quench  the  coals,  of  growing  strife  ; 


HYMN    CCCHI.  243 

Thev  shall  be  calld  the  heirs  of  "bliss, 
The" sons  of  God,  the  God  of  peace. 
8  Bless  d  are  the  suffrers,  who  partake 
Of  pain  and  shame  for  Jesu's  sake  ; 
Their  souls  shall  triumph  in  the  Lord, 
Glory  and  joy  are  their  reward. 

HYMN    303.      L.  M.      In  three  parr.?. 

Characters  of  Christ  bon^otved  from  inanimate, 
things  in  Scripture. 

PART  I. 

GO  worship  at  Emmanuels  feet, 
See  in  his  face  what  wonders  meet ! 
Earth  is  too  narrow  to  express 
His  worth,  his  glory,  or  his  grace. 

2  The  whole  creation  can  afford, 
But  some  faint  shadows  of  my  Lord  %. 
Nature,  to  make  his  beauties  known, 
Must  mingle  colours  not  her  own. 

3  Is  he  compar'd  to  wine  or  bread  ? 
Dear  Lord,  our  souls  would  thus  be  fed ; 
That  flesh,  that  dying  blood  of  thine, 
Is  bread  of  life,  is  heav  nly  wine. 

4  Is  he  a  tree  ?  The  world  receives 
Salvation  from  his  healing  leaves  ; 

That  righteous  branch,  that  fruitful  bough* 
Is  David  s  root  and  offspring  too. 

5  Is  he  a  rose  ?  Not  Sharon  yields 
Such  fragrancy  in  all  her  fields  ; 
Or,  if  the  lily  he  assume, 

The  vallies  bless  the  rich  perfume. 


244  HYMN     CCCIII. 

6  Is  he  a  vine  ?  His  heav'nly  root 
Supplies  the  boughs  with  life  and  fruit  j 
Oh,  let  a  lasting-  union  join 

My  soul  to  Christ,  the  hying  vine. 

PART  II. 

7  IS  Christ  the  head  ?  Each  memher  lives, 
And  owns  the  vital  povv'rs  he  gives  ; 

The  saints  below,  and  saints  above, 
Join'd  by  his  spirit  and  his  love. 

8  Is  he  a  fountain  ?  There  I  bathe, 
And  heal  the  plague  of  sin  and  death  ; 
These  waters  all  my  soul  renew, 

And  cleanse   my  spotted   garments  too. 

9  Is  he  a  fire  ?  He'll  purge  my  dross ; 
But  the  true   gold  sustains  no  loss  ; 
Like  a  reurer  shall  he  sit, 

And  tread  the  refuse  with  his  feet. 

10  Is  he  a  rock  ?  How  firm  he  proves  i 
The  Rock  of  ages  never  moves  ; 

Yet  the  sweet  streams  that  from  him  flow 
Attend  us  all  the  desert  thro'. 
U  Is  he  a  way  ?  He  leads  to  God  ; 
The  path  is  drawn  in  lines  of  blood  ; 
There  would  I  walk  with  hope  and  zeal, 
Till  I  arrive  at  Zion's  hill. 

12  Is  he  a  door  ?  I'll  enter  in ; 
Behold  the  pastures  large  and  green  ! 
A  paradise  divinely  fur, 

None  but  the  sheep  have  freedom  there. 

PART  III. 

13  IS  Christ  design'd  a  co;.ier  stone, 
For  mfen  to  build  their  heav'n  upon  ? 
I U  make  him  my  foundation  too, 
Nor  fear  the  plots  of  hell  below. 


HYMN    CCCTV.  245 

14  Is  he  a  temple  ?  I  adore 

Th'  indwelling-  majesty  and  pc-w'r; 
And  still  to  his  most  holy  place, 
Whene'er  I  pray,  I  turn  my  face. 

15  Is  he  a  star  ?  He  breaks  the  night, 
Piercing  the  shades  with  dawning- -light  s 
I  know  his  glories  from  afar, 

1  know  the  bright,  the  morning  star. 

16  Is  he  a  sun  ?  His  beams  are  grace, 
His  course  is  joy  and  rightousness  : 
Nations  rejoice,  when  he  appears, 

To  chase  their  clouds,  and  dry  their  tears; 

17  Oh,  let  me  climb  these  higher  skies, 
Where  storms  and  darkness  never  rise  ! 
There  he  displays  his  pow'r  abroad, 
And  shines  and  reigns  th'  incarnate  God. 

18  Nor  earth,  nor  seas,  nor  sun,  nor  stars^ 
Nor  heav'n  his  full  resemblance  bears  j 
His  beauties  we  can  never  trace, 

Till  we  behold  him  face  to  face. 

HYMN    304.       L.    M. 

The  Names  and  Titles  of  Christ  from  several 
Scriptures. 

TI'lIS  from  the  treasures  of  his  word, 

JL    I  borrow  titles  for  my  Lord  ; 
Nor  art,  nor  nature  can  supply, 
Sufficient  forms  of  majesty. 

2  Bright  image  of  the  Father  "s  face. 
Shining  with  undiminish'd  rays, 

Th    eternal  God's  eternal  Son, 
The  heir  and  partner  of  his  throne. 

3  The  King  of  kings,  the  Lord  most  higk,    • 
Writes  his  own  name  upon  his  thigh  : 


246  HYMN    CCCV. 

He  wears  a  garment  dipp  d  in  blood, 
And  breaks  the  nations   with  Ins  rod. 

4  Where  grace  can  neither  melt  nor  move, 
The  Lamb  resents  his  injur  d  love  ; 
Awakes  his  wrath  without  delay, 

And  Judah  s  Lion  tears  the  prey. 

5  But  when  for  works  of  peace  he  comes, 
What  winning  titles  he  assumes  ! 

Light  of  the  world,  and  hie  of  men ; 
Nor  bears  those  characters  in  vain. 

6  With  tender  pity  in  his  heart, 
He  acts  the  Mediator's  part ! 

A  friend  and  brother  he  appears, 
And  well  fulfils  the  name  he  wears. 

7  At  length  the  Judge  his  throne  ascends, 
Divides  the  rebels  from  his  friends ; 

And  saints,  in  full  fruition,  prove 
His  rich  variety  of  love. 

HYMN    305.     L.  M.      In  two  parts. 

The  Offices  of  Christ,  from  several  Scriptures. 

JOIN  all  the  names  of  love  and  pow'r 
That  ever  men  or  angels  bore, 
All  are  too  mean  to  speak  his  worth, 
Or  set  Emmanuel's  glory  forth. 

2  But  Oh  !  what  condescending  ways 
He  takes   to  teach  his  heav'nly  grace  ! 
My  eyes  with  joy  and  wonder  see, 
What  forms  of  love  he  bare  to  me. 

3  The  "  Angel  of  the  cov'nant  stands,"' 
With  Ins  commission  in  his  hands, 
Sent  from  his  Father's  milder  thronq, 
To  make  the  great  salvation  knowi*. 


HYMN    CCCV.  247 

4  Great  Prophet,  let  me  bless  thy  name  ; 
By  thee  the  joyful  tidings  came, 

Of  wrath  appeas'd,  of  sins  forgiv'n, 
Of  hell  subdu'd,  and  peace  with  heav'n. 

5  My  bright  Example  and  my  Guide, 
I  would  be  walking"  near  thy  side  ; 
Oh,  let  me  never  run  astray, 

Nor  follow  the  forbidden  way  ! 

6  I  lore  my  Shepherd,  he  shall  keep 
My  wand'ring  soul  amongst  his  sheep  ; 
He  feeds  his  flocks,  he  calls  their  names, 
And  in  his  bosom  bears  the  lambs. 

7  My  surety  undertakes  my  cause, 
Answ'ring  his  Father's  broken  laws  ; 
Behold  my  soul  at  freedom  set, 

My  surety  paid  the  dreadful  debt. 

PART  II. 

8  JESUS,  my  great  High  Priest,  has  dy'd, 
I  seek  no  sacrifice  beside  ; 

His  blood  did  once  for  all  atone, 
And  now  it  pleads  before  the  throne, 

9  My  Advocate  appears  on  high, 
The  Father  lays  his  thunder  by  : 
Not  all  that  earth  or  hell  can  say, 
Shall  turn  my  Father's  heart  away. 

10  My  Lord,  my  Conq'ror  and  my  Kings 
Thy  sceptre  and  thy  sword  I  sing  ; 
Thine  is  the  vict'ry,  and  I  sit 

A  joyful  subject  at  thy  feet. 

11  Aspire  my  soul  to  glorious  deeds, 
The  Captain  of  salvation  leads ; 
March  on,  nor  fear  to  win  the  day? 
Tho  death  and  hell  obstruct  the  way. 


248  HYMN     CCCVI. 

12  Should  death  and  hell,  and  powr's  unknown 
Put  all  their   forms  of  mischief  on," 
I  shall  be  safe  ;  for  Christ  displays 
Salvation  in  more  sov'reign  ways. 

HYMN   306.      Sixes  and  Fours. 

To  the  Trinity. 

COME,  thou  Almighty  King, 
Help  us  thy  name  to  sing-, 
Help  us  to  praise  ! 
Father  all  glorious, 
O'er  all  victorious, 
Come  and  reign  over  us, 
Ancient  of  days ! 

2  Jesus,  our  Lord,  arise, 
Scatter  our  enemies, 

And  make  them  fall  ! 
Let  thine  Almighty  aid 
Our  sure  defence  be  made. 
Our  souls  on  thee  be  stay'd  : 

Lord,  hear  our  call  ! 

3  Come,  thou  incarnate  Word  ; 
Gird  on  thy  mighty  sword, 

Our  pray'rs  attend  ! 
Come,  and  thy  people  bless, 
And  give  thy  word  success  ; 
Spirit  of  holiness 

On  us  descend  ! 

4  Come,  holy  Comforter, 
Thy  sacred  witness  bear 

In  this  glad  hour  i 
Thou,  who  Almighty  art, 
Now  rule  in  ev'ry  heart, 
And  ne'er  from  us  deparV 

Spirit  of  pow'r  ! 


HYMN     CCCVII.  249 

5  To  the  great  One  in  Three 
Eternal  praises  be, 

Hence  evermore ; 
His  sov'reign  majesty- 
May  we  in  glory  see, 
And  to  eternity 

Love  and  adore. 

HYMN    357.       C.  M. 

ji/euf  Years  Hymn, 

NOW,  gracious  Lord,  thine  arm  revea^ 
And  maice  thy  glory  known  ; 
Now  let  us  all  thy  presence  feel, 
And  soften  hearts  of  stone. 

2  Help  us  to  venture  near  thy  throne, 
And  plead  a  Saviour's  name  ; 

For  all  that  we  can  call  our  own. 
Is  vanity  and  shame. 

3  From  all  the  guilt  of  former  sin, 
May  mercy  set  us  free  ; 

And  let  the  year  we  now  begiiu 
Begin  and  end  with  thee. 

4  Send  down  thy  Spirit  from  above* 
That  saints  may  love  thee  more  ; 

And  sinners  now  may  learn  to  love, 
Who  never  lov'd  before. 

5  And  when  before  thee  we  appear, 
In  our  eternal  home, 

May  growing  numbers  worship  hers, 
And  praise  thee  in  our  room, 
11* 


13u  HYMN    CCCVIH. 

HYMN    308.       L.  M. 

Another. 

OLORD,  by  thy  supporting-  hancL 
We  enter  on  another  year  ; 
And  now  we  meet  at  thy  command, 
Xo  seek  thy  gracious  presence  here. 

i  Have  mercy  on  our  numerous  youth* 
Who  young"  in  years  are  old  in  sin  } 
And  by  thy  Spirit  and  thy  truth, 
Shew  them  the  state  their  souls  are  in. 

3  Then,  by  a  Saviour  s  dying  love, 
To  ev'ry  wounded  heart  reveaiM, 
Temptations,  fears,  and  g-uilt  remove, 

And  be  their  sun,  and  strength,  and  shield, 

4  To  mourners  speak  a  cheering  word, 
On  seeking  souls  vouchsafe  to  shine, 
Let  poor  backsliders  be  restor'd, 

And  all  thy  saints  in  praises  join. 

5  Oh,  hear  our  pray  r  and  give  us  hope. 
That  when  thy  voice  shall  call  us  home, 
Thou  still  wilt  raise  a  people  up, 

To  love  and  praise  thee  in  our  room. 

HYMN    309.       C.  M. 

Pleading  for,    and  with   Youth, 

O  IN  has  undone  our  wretched  race, 
^  But  Jesus  has  restored 
All  who  believe  and  trust  his  gTace, 
And  seek  and  serve  the  Lord. 

2  This  we  repeat  from  year  to  year, 

And  press  upon  our  youth  ; 
Lord,  give  them  an  attentive  ear, 

And  save  them  by  thy  truth, 


HYMN    CCCX.  251 

3  Come,  Lord,  and  bless  the  rising-  race  ! 
Make  this  an  happy  hour, 

According  to  thy  richest  grace, 
And  thine  almighty  pow  r. 

4  Dear  youth,  we  know  your  sinful  state ; 
(May  God  your  hearts  renew  !) 

We  would  a  while  ourselves  forget, 
To  pour  out  pray'r  for  you. 

5  We  see,  though  you  perceive  it  not, 
Th'  approaching  awful  doom  ! 

Oh,  tremble  at  the  solemn  thought, 
And  flee  the  wrath  to  come  ! 

6  [Dear  Saviour,  let  this  new  born  year 
Spread  an  alarm,  abroad  ; 

And  cry  in  ev"ry  careless  ear, 
?  Prepare  to  meet  thy  God  !"] 

HYMN    310.       L.  M. 

Winter,  or  the  Divine  Presence  ■withdrawn. 

SEE,  how  rude  winter's  icy  hand, 
Has  stripp'd  the  trees  and  seal'd  the  ground ! 
But  spring  will  soon  his  rage  withstand, 
And  spread  new  beauties  all  around. 

2  My  soul  a  sharper  winter  mourns  ; 
Barren  and  fruitless  I  remain  ; 
When  will  the  gentle  spring  return, 
And  bid  the  graces  grow  again  ? 

3  Jesus,  my  glorious  sun,  arise  ! 

"lis  thine  the  frozen  heart  to  move  : 
Oh  !  hush  these  storms  and  clear  my  skies, 
And  let  me  feel  thy  vital  love  ! 

4  Dear  Lord,  regard  my  feeble  cry, 
I  faint  and  droop  till  thou  appear ; 
Wilt  thou  permit  thy  plant  to  die  ? 
Must  it  be' winter  all  the  year  ? 


252  HYMN    CCCXI. 

5  Be  still,  my  soul,  and  wait  his  hour, 
With  humble  pray'r  and  patient  faith  ; 
Till  he  reveals  his  gracious  pow'r, 
Repose  on  what  his  promise  saSth. 

6  He,  by  whose  ah  commanding-  word, 
Seasons  their  changing-  course  maintain, 
In  ev'ry  change  a  pledge  affords, 
That  none  shall  seek  his  face  in  vain. 

HYMN  ,311.       C.  M. 

Spring,  or  the  Return  of  the  Divine  ^Presence. 
T  length  the  wish'd  for  spring  has  come  ; 


A 


How  alter'd  is  the  scene  ! 
The  trees  and  shrubs  are  drest  in  bloom, 
The  earth  array'd  in  green. 

2  I  see  my  Saviour  from  on  high, 
Break  through  the  clouds  and  shine  . 

No  creature  now  more  blest  than  I, 
No  song  more  loud  than  mine. 

3  Thy  word  does  all  my  hopes  revive. 
It  overcomes  my  foes  ; 

It  makes  my  languid  graces  thrive, 
And  blossom  like  the  rose. 

1  Dear  Lord,  a  monument  I  stand, 

Of  what  thy  grace  can  do  ; 
Uphold  me  by  thy  gracious  hand, 

Each  changing  season  through. 

HYMN    312.       C.  M. 

Summer,  or  aUfesh  like  grass.     Isa.  xl.  6 — 8. 
Fj^HE  grass  and  fiowYs  which  clothe  the  field. 

a.    And  look  so  green  and  gay  ; 
Tonch/d  by  the  scythe,  defenceless  yield. 
And  falh  and  fV.de  away. 


HYMN    CCCXI1I.  253 

2  Fit  emblem  of  our  mortal  state  ! 
Thus  in  the  scripture  glass, 

The  young-,  the  strong-,  the  wise,  the  great, 
May  see  themselves  but  grass. 

3  Ah  !  trust  not  to  your  fleeting  breath, 
Nor  call  your  time  your  own  ; 

Around  you  see  the  scythe  of  death 
Is  mowing  thousands  down. 

4  And  you,  who  hitherto  are  spar'd, 
Must  shortljryield  your  lives  ; 

Your  wisdom  is  to  b  e  prepar'd, 
Before  the  stroke  arrives. 

3  The  grass,  when  dead,  revives  no  more, 

You  die  to  live  again ; 
Beware  lest  death  should  prove  the  door 

To  everlasting  pain. 

6  Lord,  help  us  to  obey  thy  call, 

And  alLour  sins  remove  ; 
That  when  like  grass  our  bodies  fall, 

Our  souls  may  rise  above. 

HYMN    313.       L.   M. 

Autumn,  or  the  Harvest  is  the  end  af  the  tvorkh 

Matthew  xiii.  39. 
Q  EE  how  brown  autumn  spreads  the  field ; 
k'J   Mark  how  the  whit'ning  hills  are  turn'd ; 
Behold  them  to  the  reapers  yield, 
The  wheat  is  sav'd,  the  tares  are  burn'd. 

2  Thus  the  great  Judge,  with  glory  crowned, 
Descends  to  reap  the  ripen'd  earth  ; 
Angelic  guards  attend  him  down, 

The  same  who  sang  his  humble  birth. 

3  In  sounds  of  glory,  hear  him  speak  ; 
"  Go  search  around  the  flaming  world; 


254  HYMN     CCCX1V. 

Haste,  call  my  saints  to  rise  and  take 

The  seats  from  which  their  foes  were  hurl'd. 

4  "  Go  burn  the  chaff  in  endless  fire, 

In  flames  unquench'd  consume  each  tare  ; 
Sinners  must  feei  my  holy  ire, 
And  sink  in  guilt  to  deep  despair." 

5  Thus  ends  the  harvest  of  the  earth, 
Angels  obey  the  awful  voice  ; 

They  save  the  wheat,  they  burn  the  chaff, 
All  heav'n  approves  the  sov'reign  choice. 

HYMN    314.       L.    M. 

The  Seasons,  or  the  Year  Crowned  ivith  Divine 
Goodness.     Psal.  lxv.  11. 

ETERNAL  source  of  ev'ryjoy  ! 
Well  may  thy  praise  our  lips  employ, 
We  hail  that  goodness  ever  near, 
"Which  richly  crowns  the  circling  year. 

2  While  as  the  wheels  of  nature  roll, 
Thy  hand  supports  the  steady  pole  : 
The  sun  is  taught  by  thee  to  rise, 
And  darkness  when  to  veil  the  skies. 

3  The  flow'ry  spring  at  thy  command, 
Embalms  the  air  and  paints  the  land  ; 
The  summer  rays  with  vigor  shine, 
To  raise  the  corn,  and  cheer  the  vine. 

4  Thy  hand  in  autumn  richly  pours, 
Through  all  our  coasts  redundant  stores  : 
And  winters,  soften'd  by  thy  care, 

No  more  a  face  of  horror  wear. 

5  Seasons,  and  months,  and  weeks,  and  days 
Demand  successive  songs  of  praise  ; 

Still  be  the  cheerful  homage  paid, 
With  op'ning  light  and  ev'ning  shade. 


HYMN    CCCXV,  255 

3  Here  in  thy  house  shall  incense  rise, 
As  circling1  Sabbaths  bless  our  eyes ; 
Still  will  we  make  thy  mercies  known, 
Around  thy  board,  and  round  our  own. 
7  And  Oh,  may  our  harmonious  tongues., 
In  worlds  unknown  pursue  the  songs  ; 
And  in  those  brighter  courts  adore, 
Where  days  and  years  revolve  no  more, 

HYMN    315.       C.    M, 

Jl  Morning  Hymn. 
'PT1  WAS  the  eternal  word  that  spake^ 

JL    And  said,  "  Let  there  be  light  ;w 
It  was,  and  at  his  high  command, 

Sprang  from  the  womb  of  night. 

2  He  bids  the  day-spring  know  its  place; 
And  guides  the  rising  sun  ; 

All  nature  owns  her  sov'reign  Lord, 
And  what  he  wills  is  done. 

3  Should  he  forbid  the  sun  to  rise, 
And  endless  darkness  reign, 

Justice  would  silence  every  mouth, 
Nor  let  a  thought  complain. 

4  Thus,  had  the  Sun  of  Righteousness 
Never  rose  and  shone, 

The  frowning  heav'ns  had  flash'd  with  wtati^, 
For  crimes  which  we  have  done. 

5  Then  had  salvation  ne'er  appear'd, 
Nor  angels  sang  of  peace  ; 

The  anthem  never  had  begun, 
Which  now  will  never  cease. 

6  But  thanks  to  God,  the  nat'ral  sun, 
Does  light  and  heat  convey  ;■ 

The  Sun  of  Righteousness  will  shine^ 
An  everlasting  day, 


8*1  HYMN    CCCXVI. 

HYMN    316.      Sevens. 

A  Hymn  to  be  repeated  when  rising. 

NOW  the  shades  of  night  are  gone  ; 
Now  the  morning  light  is.  come  ; 
Lord,  may  I  be  thine  to-day, 
Drive  the  shades  of  sin  away. 

2  Fill  my  soul  with  heav'nly  light, 
Banish  doubt,  and  cleanse  my  sight ; 
In  thy  service,  Lord,  to-day, 

Help  me  labor,  help  me  pray. 

3  Keep  my  haughty  passions  bound, 
Save  me  from  my  foes  around  ; 
Going  out  and  coming  in, 

Keep  me  safe  from  ev'ry  sin. 

4  When  my  work  of  tife  is  past, 
Oh  !  receive  me  then  at  last ! 
.Night  of  sin  will  be  no  more, 
When  I  reach  the  hea\T,nly  shore. 

HYMN    317.       C.  M. 

A  JMoniing  Hymn. 

WITH  thee,  great  God,  the  stores  of  light 
And  stores  of  darkness  he  ; 
Thou  form's  t  the  sable  veil  of  night,   . 
And  spread'st  it  round  the  sky. 

2  And  when  with  welcome  slumber  press'd, 
We  close  our  weary  eyes, 

Thy  pow'r, unseen  secures  our  rest, 
And  makes  us  joyful  rise. 

3  Numbers,  this  night,  great  God,  have  me- 
Their  long  eternal  doom  ; 

•And  lost  the  joys  of  morning  light, 
In  death's  tremendous  gloom. 


HYMN    CCCXVHL  257 

4  Numbers  on  restless  beds  still  lie, 
And  still  their  woes  bewail ! 

"While  we,  by  thy  kind  hand  uprais'd, 
A  thousand  pleasures  feel. 

5  To  thee,  great  God,  in  thankful  songs, 
Our  morning  thoughts  arise  ; 

Propitious  in  thy  Son,  accept 
The  willing  sacrifice. 

HYMN    318.       L.  M.t 

An  Evening  Hymn. 

BLEST  Lord,  when  darkness  veils  the   skies", 
Prevent  the  slumber  of  my  eyes, 
Tillbow'd  before  the  King  of  kings, 

1  ask  myself  the  following  things. 

2  Where  have  I  been,  what  have  I  done  ? 
To  what  new  follies  have  I  run  ? 

Have  I  observ'd  each  rising"  thought, 

And  done  the  things  which  God  hath  taught  ? 

3  Do  secret  thoughts  and  actions  prove- 
My  love  to  God  who  reigns  above  ? 

Do  my  affections  rise  on  high, 
As  days  and  nights  successive  fly  ? 

4  Do  I  rejoice  in  that  wise  plan, 
Which  governs  all  th'  affairs  of  man  ? 
Gives  life,  and  health,  and  joy,  and  rest, 

s  Or  sends  affliction  when  'tis  best  ? 

5  And  when  God's  holy  law  I  hear, 
Does  it  alarm  my  heart  with  fear  ? 
Or  does  it  sweetly  rule  within, 

And  make  me  bate  and  fly  from  sin  ? 

6  Lord,  help  me  see  and  try  my  heart, 
And  search  me  through  in  every  part ; 
Cleanse  me  from  sin,  and  warm  my  love, 
Thus  fit  me  few  the  world  above* 


258  HYMN    CCCXIX. 

HYMN    319.       CM. 

An  Evening  Hymn. 

INDULGENT  Father  !  by  whose  care 
I've  pass'd  another  day, 
Let  me  this  night  thy  mercy  share,  t 

And  teach  me  how  to  pray. 

2  Show  me  my  sins,  and  how  to  moan 
My  guilt  before  thy  face  ; 

Direct  me,  Lord,  to  Christ  alone, 
And  save  me  by  thy  grace. 

3  Speak  to  my  conscience,  speak  thou  peace. 
Through  his  atoning  blood  ; 

And  grant  me,  Lord,  a  full  release 
From  sin's  oppressive  load. 

4  Shew  me  my  wants,  and  let  me  crave 
Nothing  but  what  is  right ; 

Help  me,  by  faith,  on  thee  to  live, 
Then  change  my  faith  to  sight, 

5  Open  to  me  thy  gracious  ear, 
Great  God,  my  wants  supply  ; 

Confirm  my  hope,  relieve  my  fear, 
And  bid  my  murm'rings  die. 

6  Guide  me  through  life's  mysterious  path, 
Nor  let  me  from  thee  stray  ; 

Preserve  my  fleeting,  mortal  breath, 
Through  each  revolving  day. 

7  Let  each  returning  night  declare 
The  tokens  of  thy  love  ; 

And  every  hour  thy  grace  prepare 
My  soul  for  joys  above. 

8  And  when  on  earth  I  close  mine  eyes. 
To  sleep  in  death's  embrace, 

Let  me  to  heav'n  and  glory  rise, 
T'  enjoy  thy  smiling  face. 


HYMN    CCCXX.  259 

HYMN    320.       S.  M. 

•    A  Hymn  to  be  repeated  on  going  to  re»t. 

THE  day  is  past  and  gone, 
The  evening-  shades  appear, 
Oh,  may  I  ever  keep  in  mind, 
The  night  of  death  draws  near. 

2  I  lay  my  garments  by, 
Upon  my  bed  to  rest ; 

So  death  will  soon  remove  me  hence, 
And  leave  my  soul  undrest. 

3  Lord,  keep  me  safe  this  night, 
Secure  from  all  my  fears  ; 

May  angels  guard  me  while  I  sleep^ 
Till  morning  light  appears. 

4  And  when  I  early  rise, 

To  view  th'  unwearied  sun, 
May  I  set  out  to  win  the  prize, 
And  after  glory  run : 

5  That  when  my  days  are  past, 
And  I  from  time  remove, 

Lord,  I  may  in  thy  bosom  rest, 
The  bosom  of  thy  love. 

HYMN  321.       L.  M. 

Asking  Christ 's  presence  on  the  Sabbath. 

OH,  for  a  heart  to  praise  and  pray, 
To  spend  with  Christ  this  sacred  day  ! 
Por  wings  of  faith  to  soar  above. 
And  clasp  Ms  feet  in  arms  of  love. 

2  f  d  hold  him  fast  till  he  should  give, 
A  word  of  grace  and  bid  me  live  ; 
I'd  plead  his  blood  for  guilt  and  sin, 
Till  he  should  cleanse  from  ev'ry  stain, 


260  HYMN    CCCXX1I. 

3  On  him,  whose  glories  fill  the  skie», 
I'd  gaze  and  fix  my  wand'ring  eyes  ; 
Copy  his  beauties  on  my  heart,  0 
Till  love  transform  in  ev'ry  part. 

4  'Tis  he  can  clothe  my  naked  souL 
And  by  a  word  can  make  me  whole  ; 
Send  peace  and  patience  to  the  mind, 
And  give  a  heart  to  God  resign'd. 

HYMN    322.      As  the  148th  Ps. 

A  Hymn  for  the  Lord's  Day  Morning. 

AWAKE  our  drowsy  souls, 
Shake  off  each  slothful  band, 
The  wonders  of  this  day 
Our  noblest  songs  demand  : 
Auspicious  morn  !  thy  blissful  rays, 
Bright  seraphs  hail,  in  songs  of  praise < 

2  At  thy  approacliing  dawn, 
Reluctant  death  resign'd 
The  glorious  Prince  of  life, 
In  dark  domains  confind  : 

angelic  hosts  around  him  bends, 
And  'midst  their  shouts,  the  God  ascends*. 

3  All  hail,  triumphant  Lord, 
Heav'n  with  hosannas  rings  ; 
While  earth,  in  humble  strains, 
Thy  praise  responsive  sings  : 

Worthy  art  thou,  who  once  was  slain, 
Thro'  endless  years  to  live  and  reign. 

4  Gird  on,  great  God,  thy  sword, 
Ascend  thy  conqring  car, 
While  justice,  trujh,  and  love 
Maintain  the  glorious  war  : 

Victorious,  thou  thy  foes  shalt  tread  ! 
And  sin  and  hell  in  triumph  lead. 


HYMN    CCCXXIIL  261 

5  Make  bare  thy  potent  arm, 

And  wing1  tli'  unerring-  dart, 

With  salutary  pangs, 

To  each  rebellious  heart : 
Then  dying  souls  for  life  shall  sue, 
Num'rous  as  drops  of  morning  dew. 

HYMN    323.       C.  M. 

A  Hymn  for  the  Evening  of  the  Lord's  Day, 

FREQ.UENT  the  day  of  God  returns, 
To  shed  its  quick'ning  beams ; 
And  yet  how  slow  devotion  burns  ! 
How  languid  are  its  flames  ! 

2  Accept  my  faint  attempts  to  love,, 
My  frailties,  Lord,  forgive  ; 

I  would  be  like  thy  saints  above, 
And  praise  thee  while  I  live. 

3  Assist  me  while  I  w ander  here, 
Amidst  a  world  of  cares  ; 

Incline  my  heart  to  pray  with  love, 
And  then  accept  my  prayers. 

4  Release  my  soul  from  ev'ry  chain, 
No  more  hell's  captive  led ; 

And  pardon  a  repenting  child, 
For  whom  the  Saviour  bled. 

5  Spare  me,  my  God,  Oh,  spare  thy  so'j^ 
That  gives  itself  to  thee  ; 

Take  all  that  I  possess  below, 
And  give  thyiace  to  see, 

6  Thy  Spirit,  O  my  Father,  give. 
To  be  my  guide  and  friend  ; 

To  light  my  ways  to  ceaseless  joys, 
To  Sabbaths  without  end-. 


26*2  HYMN    CCCXXIV. 

HYMN    324.       L.  M. 

The  Eternal  Sabbath.     Heb.  iv.  9. 

THINE  earthly  Sabbaths,  Lord,  we  love, 
But  there's  a  nobler  rest  above  ; 
To  that  our  longing-  souls  aspire, 
With  ardent  pangs  of  strong*  desire. 

2  No  more  fatigue,  no  more  distress, 
Nor  sin  nor  hell  shall  reach  the  place  } 
No  groans  to  mingle  with  the  song's, 
Which  warble  from  immortal  tongues-. 

3  No  rude  alarms  of  raging*  foes  ; 
No  cares  to  break  the  long  repose  ; 
No  midnight  shade,  no  clouded  sun, 
Obscures  the  lustre  of  thy  throne. 

4  Around  thy  throne,  grant  we  may  mee^ 
And  give  us  but  the  lowest  seat  ; 
We'll  shout  thy  praise,  and  join  the  song, 
Of  the  triumphant,  holy  throng. 

HYMN    325.       C.    M. 

The  Covenant  ivith  Abraham  and  all  Believers  the 
same... .A  Hymn  for  Baptism. 

WHEN  God  the  patriarch  Abr'am  call'd 
And  chose  him  for  his  own  ; 
«  Abr'am,"  he  said,  "  behold  thy  God, 
And  own  thyself  my  son. 

2  "  A  gracious  cov'nant  now  I  make, 
To  give  thee  Canaan's  rest ; 

From  thee  shall  come  a  glorious  seed, 
To  make  the  nations  blest. 

3  "  This  promise  is  to  thee  reveal'd, 
To  raise  thy  hope  and  love  ; 

By  faith  behold  my  first-born  Son, 
Descending  from  above. 


HYMN     CCCXXVI.  263 

•i  "  Hear  iny  command,  nor  dare  transgress. 

But  own  my  right  divine  ; 
'Tis  circumcision  I  ordain, 

To  mark  thy  sons  as  mine. 

5  "  By  this  make  known  and  seal  thy  faith, 
Thy  children  give  to  God  ; 

And  learn  the  meaning-  of  the  rite, 
Which  points  to  purer  blood." 

6  Lord  !  may  we  come  with  Abr'am's  faith, 
To  thee  our  infants  give  ; 

Accept  our  babes,  impart  the  grace 
Which  makes  young  sinners  live. 

7  Thy  covenant  ever  stands  the  same, 
Seal'd  by  a  rite  that's  new  ; 

Baptiz'd  and  mark'd,  O  Lord,  as  thine. 
Now  form  their  hearts  anew. 

HYMN    326.       C.  M. 

Little    Children  presented  to  Christ  in  Baptism, 
OW  great  our  glorious  Shepherd's  love, 


H 


Display'd  in  all  its  forms 
He  feeds  his  flocks,  he  guards  his  lambs, 
And  folds  them  in  his  arms. 

2  "  Forbid  them  not,"  he  sp.ys,  "  to  come, 
And  taste  a  Saviour's  love  j 

They  stand  within  my  kingdom  here, 
And  shall  in  heav'n  abcve.  ~ 

3  "  In  all  my  promises  of  good 
Made  to  my  church  below, 

I  ne'er  forgot,  I  still  include 
Their  infant  offspring  too." 

4  Let  us  accept  the  offer'd  grace, 
And  give  our  babes  to  God  ; 

By  faith  apply  the  gospel  seal, 
Which  points  to  Jesu's  blood. 


264  HYMN    CCCXXVII. 

5  Encourag'd  by  his  word  we  come, 

"With  humble  hope  insplrd  ; 
That  he  will  take  them  in  his  arms, 

And  give  the  grace  required, 

HTTMN    327.       L.  fit. 

Circumcision  and  Baptism. 

ONCE  did  the  sons  of  Abr'am  pass 
Under  the  blocdy  seal  of  grace  ; 
The  young  disciple  bore  the  yoke, 
Til!  Christ  the  painful  bondage  broke. 

2  By  milder  .ways  doth  .Testis  prove, 
His  Father's  covenant  and  his  Jove  ; 
He  seals  to  saints  his  glorious  grace, 
And  not  forbids  their  infant  race. 

3  Their  seed  are  sprinkled  with  his  blood. 
Their  children  set  apart  for  God  ; 

His  Spirit  on  their  offspring  shed. 
Tike  water  pour'd  upon  the  head. 

4  Let  ev'ry  saint  with  cheerful  voice, 
In  this  large  covenant  rejoice  ; 
Young  children  in  their  early  days, 
Shall  give  the  Gcd  cf  Abr'am  praise. 

HYMN    328.        CM 

Look  on  Him  whom  they  pierced,  and  Jlfourn 
XNFESITE  grief,  amazing  woe  ! 
SL  Behold  my  bleeding  Lord  ! 
Hell  and  the  jews  conspir'd  his  death, 

And  us'd  the  Roman  sword. 

2  Oh,  the  sharp  pangs  of  smarting  pain, 

My  dear  Redeemer  bore, 
When  knotty  whips,  and  ragged  thorns. 

His  sacred  body  tore. 


HYMN    CCCXXK.  265 

3  But  knotty  whips,  and  ragged  thorns, 
In  vain  do  I  accuse  ; 

In  vain  I  blame  the  Roman  bands-, 
And  the  more  spiteful  Jews. 

4  'Twere  you,  my  sins,  my  cruel  sins 
His  chief*  tormentors  were  ; 

Each  of  my  crimes  became  a  nail, 
And  unbelief  the  spear. 

5  'Twere  you,  that  pull'd  the  vengeance  down 
Upon  his  guiltless  head  ; 

Break,  break  my  heart,  Oh,  burst  mine  eyes, 
And  let  my  sorrows  bleed. 

6  Strike,  mighty  grace,  my  stubborn  soul 
Till  melting  waters  flow, 

And  deep  repentance  drown  mine  eyes 
In  undissembled  woe. 

HYMN    329.       L.    M. 

Crucifixion  to  the  world  by  the  Cros3  of  Christ, 
Gal.  vi.  14. 

WHEN  I  survey  the  wond'rous  cross. 
On  which  the  Prince  of  glory  dy'd. 
My  richest  gain  I  count  but  loss, 
And  mourning  weep  o'er  all  my  pride, 

2  Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  should  boast, 
Save  in  the  death  of  Christ  my  God  ; 
All  the  vain  things  that  charm  me  most. 
I  sacrifice  them  to  his  blood. 

3  See,  from  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet. 
Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down  ! 
Did  e'er  such  love  and  sorrow  meet ; 
Or  thorns  compose  so  rich  a  crown  ? 

12 


266  HYMN    CCCXXX. 

4  His  dying  crimson,  like  a  robe, 
Spreads  o'er  his  body  on  the  tree  ; 
Then  am  I  dead  to  all  the  globe, 
And  all  the  globe  is  dead  to  me. 

3  Were  the  whole  realm  of  nature  mine:. 
That  were  a  present  far  too  small ; 
Love  so  amazing,  so  divine, 
Demands  my  soul,  my  life,  my  all. 

HYMN    330.       L.  M. 

Strength  from  a  view  of  the  Cross. 
1^"HEN  I  the  blest  Redeemer  see, 
m     All  bleeding  on  the  accursed  tree  ; 
Satan  and  sin  no  more  can  move, 
*For  I  am  all  transform'd  to  love. 

•2  His  thorns  and  nails  pierce  thro'  my  hearjt. 
In  ev'ry  groan  I  bear  a  part ; 
I  view  his  wounds  with  streaming  eyes* 
But  see  !  he  bows  his  head  and  dies  \ 

3  Come,  sinners,  view  the  Lamb  of  God, 
Wounded  and  dead,  and  bath'd  in  blood  ! 
Behold  his  side,  and  venture  near, 

The  spring  of  endless  life  is  here. 

4  Here  1  forget  my  cares  and  pains ; 
I  drink,  yet  still  my  thirst  remains  ; 
Only  the  fountain-head  above 

Can  satisfy  the  thirst  of  love. 

5  Ob,  that  I  thus  coidd  always  feel ! 
Lord,  more  and  more  thy  love  reveal ! 
Then  my  glad  tongue  shall  loud  proclaim 
The  grace  and  glory  of  thy  name. 


HYMN    CCCXXXT.  267 

6  Thy  name  dispels  my  guilt  and  fear, 
Revives  my  heart  and  charms  my  ear  ; 
Affords  a  balm  for  ev'ry  wound, 
Then  I  with  love  thy  praise  resoundv 

HYMN   331.      As  50th  Psalm. 

God's  Love  to  the   World  in  eending    Christ  /or 
its  Redemption.     John  iii.  16. 

SING  to  the  Lord  a  new  melodious  song  : 
Assist  the  Choir,  ye  tribes  of  ev'ry  tongue  :' 
Wide  as  the  world  his  sov'reign  mercy  reigns  ; 
Wide  as  the  world  resound  the  rapt'rous  strains. 
Ye  Angels,  join  the  joyful  acclamation, 
And  sing  the  Love,  that  bring  to  men  salvation.. 

2  His  gracious  eye  beheld  in  full  survey. 
Where  Adam's  race  in  mingled  ruin  lay  ; 
No  human  aid  the  danger  could  avert ; 

No  angel's  hand  could  soothe  the  raging  smart  t 
In  his  own  breast  divine  compassion  rises, 
And  the  grand  scheme  the  host  of  Heav'n  sur- 
prises. 

3  God's  only  Son,  with  heav'nly  glories  bright, 
His  Father's  fairest  image  and  dehght, 
Justice  and  grace  the  victim  have  decreed, 
To  wear  our  flesh,  and  in  that  flesh  to  bleed  : 

Prostrate  in  dust,  ye  sinners,  all  adore  him, 
And  tremble,  while  your  hearts  rejoice  before 
him. 

4  The  wondrous  work  is  done ;  the  Cov'nant 

stood, 

And  Christ  atones  for  human  guilt  with  blood  ; 

Nail  d  to  the  tree,  he  bows  his  saered  head  ; 

A  mangled  corpse  he  sojourns  with  the  dead  : 
Rising,  the  Gospel  sends  thro'  ev'ry  nation  ; 
Sinners,  believe  and  gain  complete  Salvation, 


268  HYMN     CCCXXXH. 

5  Father  of  grace,  accept  our  humble  praise 
Oh,  let  it  run  through  everlasting  days  ! 
And  thou,  blest  Saviour,  spotless  Lamb  of  Goc 
Accept,  the  souls  dear-ransom'd  with  thy  bloods 
And  to  those  songs,  form  all  our  feeble  voices, 
In  which  the  choir  round  thy  bright  throne  rt 
joices. 

HYMN    332.      Eights  and  Sevens. 
The  Resurrection  of  Christ. 

SEE  the  victorious  Jesus  come, 
Rising  triumphant  from  the  tomb, 
Th'  Almighty  conq'ror  quits  the  pris'n  ; 
And  Angels  tell  the  Lord  is  ris'n. 
Angels,  angels,  angels,  angels, 
Angels  tell  the  Lord  is  ris'n. 

2  Ye  guilty  souls  that  groan  and  grieve. 
Hear  the  glad  tidings,  hear  and  live  ; 
God's  righteous  law  is  satisfy'd, 

And  justice  now  is  on  your  side. 
Justice,  justice,  justice,  justice, 
Justice  now  is  on  your  side. 

3  Your  surety,  thus  releas'd  by  God, 
Pleads  the  rich  ransom  of  his  blood, 
No  new  demand,  no  bar  remains  ; 
But  mercy  now  triumphant  reigns. 
Mercy,  mercy,  mercy,  mercy, 
Mercy  now  triumphant  reigns. 

4  Believers,  hail  your  rising  head, 
See  Jesus  coming  from  the  dead  ; 
Your  resurrection's  sure,  through  his. 
To  endless  life,  and  boundless  bliss. 
Endless,  endless,  endless,  endless, 
Endless  life,  and  boundless  bliss. 


HYMN    CCCXXXni.  269 

HYMN    333.       L.  M. 

Tlve  Institution  of  the  Lord's  Supper. 
Matt.  xxvi.  26—29. 
>FT1WAS  on  that  night  when  doom'd  to  know, 

JL    The  eager  rage  of  ev'ry  foe, 
That  night  in  which  he  was  betray'd, 
The  Saviour  of  the  world  took  bread  : 

2  And,  after  thanks  and  glory  giv?n, 
To  him  that  rules  in  earth  and  heav'n, 
That  symbol  of  his  flesh  he  broke, 
And  thus  to  all  his  foll'wers  spoke  : 

3  "  My  broken  body  thus  I  give, 
For  you,  for  all,  take,  eat,  and  live, 
And  oft  the  sacred  rite  renew, 

That  brings  my  wond'rous  love  to  view." 

4  Then  in  his. hands  the  cup  he  rais'd, 
And  God  anew  he  thank'd  and  prais'd ; 
"While  kindness  in  his  bosom  glow'd, 
And  from  his  lips  salvation  flowed. 

5  "  My  blood  I  thus  pour  forth,  he  cries^ 
To  cleanse  the  soul  in  sin  that  lies  ; 

In  this  the  covenant  is  seal'd, 

And  heav'n's  eternal  grace  reveal'd. 

6  "  With  love  of  man  this  cup  is  fraught, 
Let  all  partake  the  sacred  draught, 
Through  latest  ages  let  it  pour, 

In  mem'ry  to  my  dying  hour." 

HYMN    334.      L.    M. 

Christ  Dying,  Rising,  and  Reigning. 

HE  dies  !  the  friend  of  sinners  dies  ! 
Lo,  Salem's  daughters  weep  around  ! 
A  solemn  darkness  veils  the  skies  ! 
A  sudden  trembling  shakes  the  ground  ! 


SrO  HYMN    CCCXXXV. 

2  Come,  saints,  and  drop  a  tear  or  two, 
For  him  who  groan'd  beneath  your  load  ; 
He  shed  a  thousand  drops  for  you, 

A  thousand  drops  of  richer  blood  ! 

3  Here's  love  and  grief  beyond  degree; 
The  Lord  of  glory  dies  for  men  ! 

But  lo  !  what  sudden  joys,  we  see  ! 
Jesus  the  dead  revives  again  ! 

4  The  rising-  God  forsakes  the  tomb  ! 
Up  to  Ms  Father's  court  he  flies ; 
Cherubic  legions  guard  him  home, 
And  shout  him  welcome  to  the  skies  ! 

5  Break  off  your  tears,  ye  saints,  and  tell, 
How  high  our  great  deliv'rer  reigns  ! 
Sing  how  he  spoil'd  the  hosts  of  hell, 
And  led  devouring  death  in  chains  ! 

6  Say,  "  live  for  ever,  wond'rous  King, 
Born  to  redeem,  and  strong  to  save  !" 
Then  sing,  "  O  death,  where  is  thy  sting  ? 
And  where's  thy  vict'ry,  boasting  grave  r" 

HYMN    335.       C.   M. 

An  Invitation  to  the  Gospel  Feast. 
Luke  xiv.  22. 

YE  wrethed,  hungry,  starving  poor, 
Behold  a  royal  feast ! 
"Where  mercy  spreads  her  bounteous  storq,- 
For  ev'ry  humble  guest. 

2  See,  Jesus  stands  with  open  arms ; 
He  calls,  he  bids  you  come  ; 

Guilt  holds  you  back,  and  fear  alarms ; 
But  see,  there  yet  is  room. 

3  Room  in  the  Saviour's  bleeding  heart ; 
There  love  and  pity  meet ; 


HYMN    CCCXXXVL  271 

■!tfof  will  he  bid  the  soul  depart, 
That  trembles  at  bis  feet. 

fc  In  him  the  Father  reconcil'd, 

Invites  your  souls  to  come  ; 
The  rebel  shall  be  call'd  a  child, 

And  kindly  welcom'd  home. 

5  Oh,  come,  and  with  his  children  taste 
The  blessings  of  his  love  ; 

While  hope  attends  the  sweet  repast 
Of  nobler  joys  above. 

6  There,  with  united  heart  and  voice, 
Before  th*  eternal  throne, 

Ten  thousand  thousand  souls  rejoice. 
In  ecstacies  unknown. 

7  Arid  yet  ten  thousand  thousand  more; 
Are  welcome  still  to  come  : 

Ye  longing  souls,  the  grace  adore, 
Approach,  there  yet  is  room. 

HYMN     336.    C.     M. 

Praise  to  the  Redeemer. 

OH,  for  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing 
My  dear  Redeemer's  praise  ! 
The  glories  of  my  God  and  King, 
The  triumphs  of  his  grace  ! 

2  My  gracious  Master  and  my  God, 

Assist  me  to  proclaim, 
To  spread  through  all  the  earth  abroad 

The  honors  of  thy  name. 

S  Jesus,  the  name  that  calms  our  fears. 

That  bids  our  sorrows  cease  ; 
JTis  music  in  the  sinner's  ears  ; 

'Tis  life,  and  health,  and  peace. 


'272  HYMN    CCCXXXVII, 

4  He  breaks  the  pow'r  of  reigning  sin, 
He  sets  the  pris'ner  free  ; 

His  blood  can  make  the  foulest  clean  ; 
His  blood  avail'd  for  me. 

5  Let  us  obey,  we  then  shall  know, 
Shall  feel  our  sins  forgiv'n  ; 

Anticipate  our  heav'n  below, 
And  own  that  love  is  heav'n. 

HYMN    337.       S.     M. 

The  Spirit,  the  Water,  and  the  Blood, 
1  John  v.  6. 

LET  all  our  tongues  be  one, 
To  praise  our  God  on  high, 
Who  from  his  bosom  sent  his  Son 
To  bring  us  strangers  nigh. 

2  Nor  let  our  voices  cease 

To  sing  the  Saviour's  name  : 
Jesus  th'  Ambassador  of  peace, 
How  cheerfully  he  came  ! 

3  It  cost  him  cries  and  tears 
To  bring  us  near  to  God  ; 

Great  was  our  debt,  and  he  appears 
To  make  the  payment  g-ood. 

4  My  Saviour's  pierced  side 
Pour'd  down  a  double  flood  ; 

By  water  we  are  purify'd, 
And  pardon'd  by  the  blood. 

5  Infinite  was  our  ginlt, 
But  he,  our  Priest,  atones  ; 

On  the  cold  ground  his  life  was  spilt. 
And  offer'd  with  his  groans. 

6  Look  up,  my  soul,  to  him, 
Whose  death  was  thy  desert, 


HYMN     CCCXXXVm,  %TZ 

And  humbly  view  the  living*  stream, 
Flow  from  his  breaking"  heart. 

7  There  on  the  cursed  tree, 
In  dying  pangs  he  lies  ; 

Fulfils  his  Father's  great  decree, 
And  all  our  want  supplies. 

8  Thus  the  Redeemer  came, 
By  water  and  by  blood  ; 

\nd  when  the  Spirit  speaks  the  same^ 
We  feel  his  witness  good.  ' 

9  While  the  eternal  Three 
Their  record  bear  above, 

Here  I  believe  he  dy'd  for  me, 
And  seal'd  my  Saviour's  love, 

10  Lord,  cleanse  my  soul  from  sin^ 
Nor  let  thy  grace  depart ; 

Great  Comforter  !  abide  within, 
And  witness  to  my  heart. 

HYMN    338.       L.  M. 

Christ  the  first  and  the  last,  humbled  to  Becuh> 

and  exalted  to  an  eternal  triumph  over  it. 

Revelation  i.  17,  18. 

WHAT  myst'ries,  Lord,  in  thee  combine  ! 
Jesus,  once  mortal,  yet  divine  ; 
The  first,  the  last,  the  end,  the  head  j 
The  source  of  life  among  the  dead  ! 

2  O  love,  beyond  the  stretch  of  thought ! 
What  matchless  wonders  hath  it  wrought  ? 
Faith  trembles  when  she  sees  the  load 
Borne  by  the  suffering  Son  of  God. 

3  Hail,  royal  conq'ror  o'er  the  grave, 
Tender  to  pity,  strong  to  &ave,  \ 

12* 


274  HYMN     CCCXXXIX. 

For  ever  live,  for  ever  reign, 

And  prosperous  may  thy  throne  remain. 

4  Thy  saints,  obedient  to  thy  word, 
"With  humble  joy,  surround  thy  board  ; 
And  long  as  time  pursues  its  race, 
Proclaim  thy  death,  and  shout  thy  grace 

5  In  the  fidl  choir,  where  angels  join 
("heir  harps  of  melody  divine  ; 

Thy  death  inspires  a  song  of  praise, 
New  thro'  thy  life's  eternal  days. 

HYMN    339.       S.  M. 

Christ's  Intercession. 

OUR  great  Redeemer's  gone 
To  plead  before  our  God  ; 
To  sprinkle  o'er  the  flaming  throne, 
With  his  atoning  blood. 

2  No  fiery  vengeance  now, 

No  burning  wrath  comes  down  ; 
If  justice  calls  for  sinner's  blood, 
The  Saviour  shows  his  own. 

3  Before  his  Father's  eye 
Our  humble  suit  he  moves  ; 

The  Father  lays  his  thunder  by, 
And  looks,  and  smiles,  and  loves. 

4  Now  may  our  joyful  tongues 
Our  Maker's  honor  sing  : 

Jesus,  the  Priest,  receives  our  songs, 
And  bears  them  to  the  King. 

5  We  bow  before  his  face, 
And  sound  his  glories  high ; 

"  Hosanna  to  the  God  of  grace, 
That  lays  his  thunder  bv. 


HYMN    eCCXL,  2T5 

6  On  earth  thy  mercy  reigns, 

And  triumphs  all  above/' 
But  Lord,  how  weak  are  mortal  strains 

To  speak  immortal  love. 

HYMN    340.       C.  M. 

Godly  Sorrow  arising  from   the  Sufferings   of 
Christ. 

I  A  LAS  !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed ! 
XjL  And  did  my  sovereign  die  ? 
Would  he  devote  that  sacred  head 
For  such  a  worm  as  I  ? 

2  Thy  body  slain,  sweet. Jesus,  thine* 
And  bath  d  in  its  own  blood, 

While  all  exposd  to  wrath  divine, 
The  glorious  Suff'rer  stood. 

3  Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  had  done. 
He  groan'd  upon  the  tree  ? 

Amazing  pity  '  grace  unknown  ! 
And  love  beyond  degree  ! 

4  Well  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hide3 
And  shut  hisiglories  in, 

When  God,  the  mighty  Maker,  dy'd 
For  man  the  creature's  sin. 

5  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blushing  face., 

While  his  dear  cross  appears  ;  ^ 

Dissolve  my  heart  in  thankfulness, 
And  melt  my  eyes  to  tears. 

6  But  drops  of  tears  can  ne'er  repay 
The  debt  of  love  I  owe  ; 

Here,  Lord,  I  give  mvself  away, 
'Tis  all  that  I  can  do, 


276  HYMN    CCCXLI. 

HYMN    341.       L.   M. 

The  goodness  of  God  acknowledged,  in  ghi 
Pastors  after  Ms  oxvn  Heart.     Jer.  iii.  15. 

At  the  settlement  of  a  Minister. 

SHEPHERD  of  Isr'el,  thou  dost  keep, 
With  constant  care  thy  humble  sheep  ; 
By  thee  inferior  pastors  rise, 
To  feed  our  souls,  and  bless  our  eyes. 

2  To  all  thy  churches  such  impart, 
Modell'd  by  thy  own  gracious  heart ; 
Whose  courag-e,  watchfulness,  and  love, 
Men  may  attest,  and  God  approve. 

3  Fed  by  their  active,  tender  care, 
Healthful  may  all  thy  sheep  appear, 
And,  by  their  fair  example  led, 
The  way  to  Zion's  pastures  tread. 

4  Here  hast  thou  listen'd  to  our  vows, 
And  scatter'd  blessings  on  thy  house  ; 
Thy  saints  are  succour'd,  and  no  more, 
As  sheep  without  a  guide  deplore. 

5  Completely  heal  each  former  stroke, 
And  bless  the  shepherd  and  the  flock  ; 
Confirm  the  hopes  thy  mercies  raise, 
And  own  this  tribute  of  our  praise. 

HYMN    342.       C.  M. 

Watching  for  Souls  in  the  view  of  the  great  Ac- 
count.    Heb.  xiii.  17. 
For  the  Ordination  of  a  Minister. 

LET  Zion's  watchmen  all  awake, 
And  take  th*  alarm  they  give  ; 
Now  let  them  from  the  mouth  of  God 
"  Their  solemn  charge  receive., 


HYMN    CCCXLltf.  277 

2  'Tis  not  a  cause  of  small  import 
The  pastor's  care  demands  ; 

But  what  might  fill  an  angel's  heart, 
And  fifl'd  a  Saviour's  hands. 

3  They  watch  for  souls,  for  which  the  Lord 
Did  heav'nly  bliss  forego  ; 

For  souls,  which  must  for  ever  live, 
In  raptures,  or  in  woe. 

4  All  to  the  great  tribunal  haste, 
Th'  account  to  render  there  ; 

And  should'st  thou  strictly  mark  our  faults, 
Lord,  how  should  we  appear  ? 

5  May  they  that  Jesus  whom  they  preach. 
Their  own  Redeemer  see  ; 

And  watch  thou  daily  o'er  their  souls, 
That  they  may  watch  for  thee. 

HYMN    343.       L.   M. 

On  opening  a  new  place  for    Worship, 
Psalm  lxxxvii.  5. 

A  ND  will  the  great  eternal  God, 
-J  JL  On  earth  establish  his  abode  ? 

-  nd  will  he  from  his  radiant  throne, 
Avow  our  temples  for  his  own  ? 

2  We  bring  the  tribute  of  our  praise, 
And  sing  that  condescending  grace, 
"Which  to  our  notes  will  lend  an  ear, 
And  call  us  sinful  mortals  near. 

3  Our  Father's  watchful  care  we  bless, 
"Which  guards  our  synagogues  in  peace, 
That  no  tumultuous  foes  invade, 

To  fill  our  worshippers  with  dread. 


278  HYMN    CCCXLIV. 

4  These  walls  we  to  thy  honor  raise  ; 
Long  may  they  echo  with  thy  praise ; 
And  Thou  descending-  fill  the  place 
With  choicest  tokens  of  thy  grace. 

5  Here  let  the  great  Redeemer  reign, 
With  all  the  graces  of  his  train  ; 
While  pow'r  divine  his  word  attends, 
To  conquer  foes  and  cheer  his  friends. 

5  And  in  the  great  decisive  day, 
When  God  the  nations  shall  survey, 
May  it  before  the  world  appear, 
That  crowds  were  born  to  glory  here= 

HYMN    344.       L.    M. 

A  Thanksgiving  Hymn. 

A  LMIGHTY  Sov'reign  of  the  skies, 
J\.  To  thee  let  songs  of  gladness  rise ; 
Each  grateful  heart  its  tribute  bring, 
And  ev'ry  voice  thy  goodness  sing. 

2  'Twas  thou  that  built  the  spacious  earth, 
Thou  gav'st  to  every  creature  birth  ; 
E'en  man  was  fashion 'd  by  thy  hand, 

And  angels  glow'd  at  thy  command. 

3  From  thee  our  choicest  blessings  flow, 
Life,  health  and  strength  thy  hands  bestow 
The  daily  good  thy  creatures  share, 
Springs  from  thy  providential  care. 

4  The  rich  profusion  nature  yields, 
The  harvest  waving  o'er  the  "fields, 
The  cheering  light,  refreshing  show'r, 
Are  gift&  from  thy  exhaustless  store. 

5  At  thy  command  the  vernal  bloom 
Revives  the  world  from  winter's  gloom, 


HYMN    CCCXLV.  279 

Fke  summer's  heat,  the  fruit  matures., 
Ind  autumn  all  her  treasures  pours, 

5  From  thee  proceed  domestic  tiess  - 
Connubial  bliss,  paternal  joys  ; 
On  thy  support  the  nations  stand, 
Obedient  to  thy  high  command. 

7  But  how  shall  frail,  imperfect  man, 
Whose  being1  reaches  but  a  span, 
Attempt  in  earth-born  strains  to  prove.* 
The  wonders  of  Redeeming-  love  ! 

8  Let  ev'ry  pow'r  of  heart  and  tongue. 
Unite  to  swell  the  grateful  song ; 
While  age  and  youth  in  chorus  join. 
And  praise  the  majesty  divine, 

HYMN    345.      L.  M. 

Thanksgiving  for  National  Heliverance%  a7id 
Improvement  of  it.     Luke  i.  74,  75. 

PRAISE  to.  the  Lord,  who  bows  his  ears 
Propitious  to  his  people's  pray'r ; 
And  tho'  deliv'rance  long  delay, 
Answers  in  his  well-chosen  day, 

2  Oh,  may  our  tongues  thy  praise  proclaim^ 
And  speak  the  glories  of  thy  name  ; 

Lord,  help  us  all  thy  love  to  sing, 
And  thankful  tribute  ta  thee  bring, 

3  Our  temples  guarded  from  the  flame. 
Shall  echo  thy  triumphant  name  ; 

And  every  peaceful  private  home 
To.  thee  a  temple  shall  become. 

4  Still  be  it  our  supreme  delight 
To  walk  as  in  thy  honor' d  sight ; 
Still  in  thy  precepts  and  thy  fear 
To  life's  last  hour  to  persevere 


280  HYMN    CCCXLVL 

HYMN    346.       C.    M. 

For  a  Public   Fast. 

SEE,  gracious  God,  before  thy  throne, 
Thy  mourning  people  bend  ! 
'Tis  on  thy  sov'reign  grace  alone, 
Our  humble  hopes  depend. 

2  Tremendous  judgments  from  thy  hand, 

Thy  dreadful  pow'r  display  ; 
Yet  mercy  spares  this  guilty  land, 

And  stiJl  we  live  to  pray. 

-3  What  num'rous  crimes  increasing  rise, 

Through  this  apostate  land  ! 
What  land  so  favor'd  of  the  skies, 

Yet  thoughtless  of  thy  hand  ? 

4  How  changed,  alas  !  are  truths  divine, 
For  error,  guilt,  and  shame  ! 

What  impious  numbers  bold  in  sin, 
Disgrace  the  Christian  name  ! 

6  Regardless  of  thy  smile  or  frown, 
Their  pleasures  they  require  ; 

And  sink  with  gay  induT 'rence  down 
To  everlasting  fire. 

9  Oh,  turn  us,  turn  us,  mighty  Lord, 

By  thy  resistless  grace  ; 
Then  shall  our  hearts  obey  thy  word, 

And  humbly  seek  thy  face. 

7  [Then  should  insulting  foes  invade. 
We  shall  not  sink  in  fear  ; 

Secure  of  never-failing  aid, 
If  God^our  God,  is  near.] 


HYMN    CCCXLVU.  281 

HYMN    347.       L.  M. 

Of  Lamenting  National  Sins,     Ezek.  ix.  4 — 6. 
For  a  Fast-day. 

O  RIGHTEOUS  God,  thou  judge  supreme, 
We  tremble  at  thy  dreadful  name, 
And  all  our  trying*,  guilt  we  own 
In  dust  and  tears  before  thy  throne. 

2  So  manifold  our  crimes  have  been, 
Such  crimson  tincture  dyes  our  sin, 
That,  could  we  all  its  horrors  know, 

Our  streaming-  eyes  with  blood  might  flow. 

3  Estranged  from  reverential  awe, 
We  trample  on  thy  sacred  law  ; 

And,  tho'  such  wonders  grace  hath  done, . 
Anew  we  crucify  thy  Son. 

4  Justly  might  this  polluted  land, 
Prove  all  the  vengeance  of  thy  hand  ; 

And  bathed  in  heav'rt,  thy  sword  might  come 
To  drink  our  blood,  and  seal  our  doom. 

5  Yet  hast  thou  not  a  remnant  here, 
Whose  souls  are  fill'd  with  pious  fear  ? 
Oh,  bring  thy  wonted  mercy  nigh. 
While  prostrate  at  thy  feet  they  lie. 

6  Behold  their  tears,  attend  their  moan, 
Nor  turn  away  their  secret  groan  : 
With  these  we  join  our  humble  pray'r ; 
Our  nation  shield,  our  country  spare. 

7  [But  if  the  sentence  be  decreed, 
And  our  dear  native  land  must  bleed, 
By  thy  sure  mark  may  we  be  known, 
And  save  in  life  or  death  thy  own.] 


282  HYMN     CCCXLVIff. 

HXMN    348.       C.    M. 

Sick-bed  Reflections. 

MY  soul  would  fain  indulge  a  hope 
To  reach  the  heav'nly  shore  ; 
And  when  I  drop  this  dying  flesh, 
That  I  shall  sin  no  more  : 

2  That  then  I  shall  behold  the  Lamb, 
Who  once  for  sin  was  slain, 

But  rose  triumphing  o'er  the  gravQ, 
And  on  his  throne  doth  reign. 

3  I  hope  to  hear  and  join  the  song, 
That  saints  and  angels  raise  ; 

And  while  eternal  ages  roll, 
To  sing  eternal  praise. 

4  But,  Oh,  this  dreadful  heart  of  sin  ! 
It  may  deceive  me  still ; 

And  while  I  look  for  joys  above, 
May  plunge  me  down  to  hall. 

5  The  scene  must  then  for  ever  close.. 
Probation  at  an  end  ; 

No  gospel  grace  can  reach  me  there, 
No  pardon  there  descend. 

6  Come  then,  O  blessed  Jesus,  come, 
To  me  thy  Spirit  give  ; 

Shine  through  a  dark,  benighted  soul, 
And  bid  a  sinner  live. 

,      HYMN  349.       C.  M. 

For  a  time  of  general  Sickness. 

DEATH  with  his  dread  commission  seal'd, 
Now  hastens  to  his  arms ; 
In  awful  state  he  takes  the  field, 
And  sounds  his  dire  alarms. 


HYMN     CCCL.  2& 

Attendant  plagues  around  him  standj 

And  wait  his  dread  command  ; 
knd  pains  and  dying"  groans  obey 

The  signal  of  his  hand. 

With  cruel  force,  he  scatters  round 

His  shafts  of  deadly  pow'r  ; 
/Vhile  the  grave  waits  its  destin'd  prey, 

Impatient  to  devour. 

Look  up,  ye  heirs  of  endless  joy, 
Nor  let  your  fears  prevail ; 
Sternal  life  is  your  reward, 
When  life  on  earth  shall  fail. 

What  though  his  darts,  promiscuous  hurl'd, 
Deal  fatal  plagues  around ; 
A.nd  heaps  of  putrid  carcases 
O'erload  the  cumber'd  ground. 

5  The  arrows,  that  shall  wound  your  flesh, 

Were  giv'n  him  from  above, 
Dipt  in  the  great  Redeemer's  blood, 

And  feather'd  all  with  love. 

7  These,  with  a  gentle  hand,  he  throws, 

And  saints  he  gasping  too ; 
But  heavenly  strength  supports  their  souls, 

And  bears  them  conq'rors  through. 

HYMN    350.       C.    M. 

Complaint  and  Hope  wider  great  Pain,, 

TORD,  I  am  pain'd,  but  I  resign 
A  My  body  to  thy  will ; 
'Tis  grace,  'tis  wisdom  all  divine, 
Appoints  the  pains  I  feel.  t 

2  Dark  are  the  ways  of  providence, 
While  they  who  love  thee  groan  ; 


284  HYMN    CCCLI. 

Thy  reasons  lie  conceal'd  from  sense, 
Mysterious  and  unknown. 

3  Yet  nature  may  have  leave  to  speak, 
And  plead  before  her  God, 

Lest  the  o'erburden'd  heart  should  break 
Beneath  thine  heavy  rod. 

4  These  mournful  groans  and  flowing-  tears, 
Give  my  poor  spirit  ease  ; 

While  ev'iy  groan  my  Father  hears, 
And  ev'ry  tear  he  sees. 

5  [How  shall  I  glorify  my  God, 
In  bonds  of  grief  confin'd  ? 

Damp'd  is  my  vigor,  while  this  clod 
Hangs  heavy  on  my  mind.] 

6  Is  not  some  smiling  hour  at  hand, 
With  peace  upon  its  wings  ? 

Give  it,  O  God,  thy  swift  command, 
With  all  the  joys  it  brings. 

HYMN    351.       C.    M. 

Praise  for  Recovery  from  Sickness* 
Psalm  cxviii.  18,  19. 

SOVEREIGN  of  life,  I  own  thy  hand 
In  ev'ry  chast'ning  stroke  ; 
And  while  I  smart  beneath  thy  rod, 
Thy  presence  I  invoke. 

2  To  thee  in  my  distress  I  cry'd, 
And  thou  hast  bow'd  thine  ear ; 

Thy  pow'rful  word  my  life  prolong'd, 
And  brought  salvation  near. 

3  Unfold,  ye  gates  of  rightousness, 
That,  with  the  pious  throng, 

I  may  record  my  solemn  vows, 
And  tune  my  grateful  song. 


HYMN    CCCLIL  285 

i  Praise  to  the  Lord,  whose  gentle  hand 

Renews  our  lab 'ring  breath  ; 
Praise  to  the  Lord,  who  makes  his  saints 

Triumphant  e'en  in  death. 

My  God,  in  thine  appointed  hour, 
Those  heav'nly  gates  display, 
Where  pain  and  sin,  and  fear  and  death. 
For  ever  flee  away. 

6  There,  while  the  nations  of  the  faless'd, 

With  raptures  bow  around, 
My  anthems  to  delivering  grace, 

In  sweeter  strains  shall  sound. 

HYMN    352.       C.    M. 

Longing  after  unseen  Pleasure. 
2  Cor.  iv.  18. 

OH,  could  our  thoughts  and  wishes  fly, 
Above  these  gloomy  shades, 
To  those  bright  worlds  beyond  the  sky, 
Which  sorrow  ne'er  invades  ! 

2  There  joys  unseen  by  mortal  eyes, 
Or  reason's  feeble  ray, 

In  ever  blooming  prospects  rise, 
Unconcious  of  decay. 

3  Lord,  "send  a  beam  of  light  divine, 
To  guide  our  upward  aim  ! 

W7ith  one  reviving-  touch  of  thine, 
Our  languid  hearts  inflame. 

•4  Then  shall,  on  faith's  sublimest  wing, 

Our  ardent  wishes  rise 
To  those  bright  scenes,  where  pleasures  spring, 

Immortal  in  the  skies. 


286  HYMN    CCCLIH. 

HYMN    353.       L,  M. 

The  Shortness  of  Time,  and  Fraility  of  Ma 
Psalm  xxxix. 

ALMIGHTY  Maker  of  my  frame, 
Teach  me  the  measure  of  my  days  ! 
Teach  me  to  know  how  frail  I  am, 
And  spend  the  remnant  to  thy  praise. 

2  My  days  are  shorter  than  a  span, 
A  little  point  my  life  appears  ; 
How  frail  at  best  is  dying-  man  ! 
How  vain  are  all  his  hopes  and  fears  ! 

3  Vain  his  ambition,  noise  and  show  ! 
Vain  are  the  cares  which  rack  his  mind  ! 
He  heaps  up  treasures  mix'd  with  woe, 
And  dies,  and  leaves  them  all  behind. 

4  Oh,  be  a  nobler  portion  mine  ; 
My  God,  I  bow  before  thy  throne  ; 
Earth's  fleeting1  treasures  1  resign, 
And  fix  my  nopes  on  thee  alone. 

HYMN    354.       C.  M. 

Death  and  Judgment  appointed  to  all, 
Heb.  ix.  27. 

HEAV'N  has  confirm'd  the  great  decree, 
That  Adam's  race  must  die  ; 
One  gen'ral  ruin  sweeps  them  down, 
And  low  in  dust  they  lie. 

2  Ye  living*  men,  the  tomb  survey, 
Where  you  must  quickly  dwell  ; 

Hark  !  how  the  awful  summons  sounds 
In  ev"ry  fun'ral  knell ! 

3  Once  you  must  die,  and  once  for  all ; 
The  solemn  purport  weigh  ; 

Por  know,  that  heav'n  or  hell  depends 
On  that  important  day. 


HYMN    CCCLV.  2B7 

4  Those  eyes,  so  long-  in  darkness  veil'd, 

Must  wake  the  Judge  to  see, 
And  ev'ry  word,  and  ey'ry  thought, 

Must  pass  his  scrutiny. 

9  Oh,  may  I  in  the  Judge  behold 

My  Saviour  and  my  Friend  ; 
And  far  beyond  the  reach  of  death, 

With  all  his  saints  ascend. 

HYMN    355.       L.  M, 

The  ToUing-bell. 

OFT  as  the  bell,  with  solemn  toll, 
Speaks  the  departure  of  a  soul, 
Let  each  one  ask  himself,  "  Am  I 
Prepar'd,  should  1  be  call'd  to  die  V 

2  Only  this  frail  and  fleeting  breath 
Preserves  me  from  the  jaws  of  death  ; 
Soon  as  it  fails,  at  once  I'm  gone, 
And  plung-'d  into  a  world  unknown. 

3  Then,  leaving  all  I  lov'd  below, 
To  God's  tribunal  I  must  go  ; 

Must  hear  the  Judge  pronounce  my  fate* 
And  fix  my  everlasting  state. 

4  Lord  Jesus  !  help  me  now  to  flee, 
And  seek  my  hope  alone  in  thee  ; 
Apply  thy  blood,  thy  Spirit  give, 
Subdue  my  sins,  and  let  me  live, 

5  Then  when  the  solemn  bell  I  hear, 
If  sav'd  from  guilt,  I  need  not  fear  ; 
Nor  would  the  thought  distressing  be. 
Perhaps  it  next  may  >3ll  for  me,. 


288  HYMN    CCCLVI. 

6  Rather  my  spirit  would  rejoice, 
And  long-  and  wish  to  hear  thy  voice  , 
Glad  when  it  bids  me  earth  resign, 
Secure  of  heav'n,  if  thou  art  mine. 

HYMN    356.       C.    M. 

'    The  Death  of  a  Believer. 

IN  vain  my  fancy  strives  to  paint 
The  moment  after  death  ; 
The  glories  that  surround  a  saint, 
When  yielding"  up  his  breath. 

2  One  gentle  sigh  his  fetters  breaks. 
We  scarce  can  say,  "  he's  g*one  !'' 

Before  the  willing  spirit  takes 
Its  mansions  near  the  throne. 

3  Faith  strives,  but  all  its  efforts  fail. 
To  trace  the  spirit's  flight ; 

No  eye  can  pierce  within  the  veil 
Which  hides  the  world  of  light. 

4  Thus  much  (and  this  is  all)  we  know. 
Saints  are  completely  blest ; 

Have  done  with  sin,  and  care,  and  woe, 
And  with  their  Saviour  rest. 

5  On  harps  of  gold  they  praise  his  name. 
His  face  they  always  view  ; 

Then  let  us  followers  be  of  them, 
That  we  may  praise  him  too. 

HYMN    357.       L.  M. 

The  Death  of  Saints, 

OUR  life  how  short !  a  groan,  a  sigh. 
We  live,  and  then  ben^in  to  die  ; 
Death  steals  upon  us  while  we're  green* 
Behind  us  digs  a  grave  vnseen. 


HYMN    CCCLVIIL  289 

2  Bat  Oh  !  how  great  a  mercy  this, 
That  death's  a  portal  into  bliss  ; 
While  yet  the  body's  scarce  imdrest, 
The  soid  ascends  to  heav'nly  rest. 

3  My  soul !  death  swallows  up  thy  fears, 
My  grave-clothes  wipe  away  all  tears  ; 
Why  shoidd  we  fear  this  parting  pain, 
Who  die  that  we  may  live  again  ? 

4  Oh  !  how  the  resurrection  light 
Will  clarify  believers'  sight ; 
How  joyfid  will  the  saints  arise, 

And  rub  the  dust  from  off  their  eyes I 

5  My  soid  !  my  body  I  will  trust, 
With  him  who  numbers  ev'ry  dust ; 
My  Saviour  faithfully  will  keep 

His  own — their  death  is  but  a  sleep, 

HYMN    353.       L.  M, 

The  Happiness  of  departing,  and  being  xoith  Christ, 
Phil.  i.  23. 

WHILE  on  the  verge  of  life  I  stand, 
And  view  the  scene  on  either  hand, 
My  spirit  struggles  with  the  clay, 
And  longs  to  wing  its  flight  away. 

"2  Come,  ye  angelic  guardians,  come. 
And  lead  the  willing  pilgrim  home  ; 
Ye  know  the  way  to  Jesu's  throne. 
Source  of  my  joys,  and  of  your  own. 
3  The  blissful  interview  how  sweet ! 
To  fail  transported  at  his  feet  ; 
Rais'd  in  his  arms  to  view  his  face, 
Thro'  the  whole  beamings  of  his  grace, 
13 


390  HYMN     CCCLIX. 

4  Yet  with  these  prospects  full  in  sight, 
I'll  wait  thy  signal  for  my  flight ; 
For  while  thy  service  I  pursue, 

1  find  my  heav'n  begun  below. 

HYMN    359.       C.  M. 

Victory  over  Death  through   Christ. 
1  Cor.  xv.  57. 

WHEN  death  appears  before  my  sight, 
In  all  his  dire  array, 
Unequal  to  the  dreadful  fight, 
My  courage  dies  away. 

2  But  see  my  glorious  Leader  nigh  ! 
My  Lord,  my  Saviour  lives  : 

Before  him  death  s  pale  terrors  fly, 
And  my  faint  heart  revives. 

3  He  left  his  dazzling  throne  above, 
He  met  the  tyrant's  dart, 

And  (O  amazing  pow  r  of  love  !) 
Receiv'd  it  in  his  heart. 

4  No  more,  O  grim  destroyer,  boast 
Thy  universal  sway  ; 

To  beav'n-born  souls  thy  sting  is  lost, 
Thy  night  is  turn'd  to  day. 

5  Lord,  T  commit  my  soul  to  thee, 
Accept  the  sacred  trust ; 

Receive  this  noble  part  of  me, 
And  watch  my  sleeping  dust  : 

6  'Till  that  illustrious  morning  come, 
When  all  thy  saints  shall  rise, 

And,  cloth'd  in  full  immortal  bloom, 
Attend  thee  to  the  skies. 


HYMN    CCCLX.  291 

HYMN    360.       C.   M. 

The  Death  and  Burial  of  a  Saint. 
tTTHY  do  we  mourn  departing-  friends  ? 
TT     Or  shake  at  death's  alarms  ? 
Tis  but  the  voice  that  Jesus  sends, 
To  call  them  to  his  arms. 

Are  we  not  tending  upwards  too, 
As  fast  as  time  can  move  ? 
Jor  would  we  wish  the  hours  more  slow. 
To  k^p  us  from  our  love. 

Why  should  we  tremble  to  convey 
Their  bodies  to  the  tomb  ? 
There  the  dear  flesh  of  Jesus  lay, 
And  left  a  long*  perfume. 

The  graves  of  all  his  saints  he  bless'd 
And  soften'd  ev'ry  bed  : 
Yhere  should  the  dying1  members  rest, 
But  with  the  dying-  head  f 

i  Thence  he  arose  ascending-  high, 

And  show'd  our  feet  the  way  ; 
Jp  to  the  Lord  our  flesh  shall  fly, 

At  the  great  rising  day. 

5  Then  let  the  last  loud  trumpet  sound, 

And  bid  our  kindred  rise  ; 
\wake,  ye  nations  under  ground, 

Ye  saints,  ascend  the  skies. 

HYMN    361.       L.  M. 

Tlie  Death  of  tJie  Sinner  and  the  Saint, 

WHAT  scenes  pf  horror  and  of  dread, 
Await  the  sinner  s  dying  bed  ! 
Death  s  terrors  all  appear  in  sight. 
Presages  of  eternal  night* 


292  HYMN    CCCLXli 

2  His  sins  in  dreadful  order  rise, 
And  fill  his  soul  with  sad  surprise  ; 
Mount  Sinai  s  thunder  stuns  his  ears, 
And  not  one  ray  of  hope  appears. 

3  Tormenting  pang's  distract  his  breast, 
"Where'er  he  turns  he  finds  no  rest ; 
Death  strikes  the  blow,  he  groans  and  cries. 
And,  in  despair  and  horror,  dies. 

4  Not  so  the  heir  of  heav'nly  bliss  ; 
His  soid  is  fill'd  with  conscious  peace  ; 
A  steady  faith  s.  bdues  his  fear  ;  » 
He  sees  the  happj  Canaan  near. 

5  His  mind  is  tranquil  and  serene, 
No  terrors  in  his  looks  are  seen  ; 

His  Saviour's  smile  dispels  the  gloom, 
And  smoothes  his  passage  to  the  tomb. 

6  Lord,  make  my  faith  and  lo^e  sincere  ; 
My  judgment  sound,  my  conscience  clear  ; 
And  when  the  toils  of  fife  are  past, 

May  I  be  found  in  peace  at  last. 

HYMN    382.       S.  M. 

Preparation  for  Death.     Matt.  xxiv.  44. 

PUEPARK  me,  gracious  God, 
To  stand  before  thy  face  ; 
Thy  Spirit  must  the  work  perform, 
For  it  is  all  of  grace. 

2  In  Ch'ist's  obedience  clothe, 
And  wash  me  in  his  blood  ; 

So  shall  I  lift  my  head  with  joy, 
Among  the  sons  of  God. 

3  Do  thou  my  sins  subdue, 

Thy  sov "reign  love  make  kne 


HYMN    CCCLXni.  293 

The  spirit  of  my  mind  renew, 

And  save  me  in  thy  Son. 
4  Let  me  attest  thy  pow'r, 

Let  me  thy  goodness  prove, 
Till  my  full  soid  can  hold  no  more 

Of  everlasting-  love. 

HYMN    363.       Eights. 

A  view  of  Death  delightful  to  a  Believer, 
4  H  !  lovely  appearance  of  death, 
\  What  sight  upon  earth  is  so  fair  ? 
Tot  all  the  gay  pageants  that  breathe, 

Can  with  a  dead  body  compare. 
Vith  solemn  delight  I  survey 

The  corpse,  when  the  spirit  is  fled, 
n  love  with  the  beautiful  clay, 

And  longing"  to  lie  in  its  stead. 

How  blest  is  our  brother  bereft 

Of  all  that  could  burden  his  mind  ; 
How  easy  the  soul  that  has  left 

This  wearisome  body  behind 
Of  evil  incapable  thou, 

Whose  relicts  with  envy  I  see, 
No  longer  in  misery  now, 

No  longer  a  sinner  like  me. 

3  This  earth  is  affected  no  more 

With  sickness,  or  shaken  with  pain  ; 
The  war  in  the  members  is  o'er, 

And  never  shall  vex  him  again  ; 
No  anger  henceforward,  or  shame, 

Shall  redden  his  innocent  clay  ; 
Extinct  is  the  animal  flame, 

And  passion  is  vanish'd  away. 


294  HYMN     CCCLXIY 

4  This  languishing-  head  is  at  rest, 
Its  thinking  and  aching  are  o'er^ 

This  quiet  immoveable  breast 

Is  heav  d  by  affliction  no  more  ; 
This  heart  is  no  longer  the  seat 

Of  trouble  and  torturing  pain  ; 
It  ceases  to  flutter  and  beat, 

It  never  shall  flutter  again. 

5  The  lids  he  so  seldom  could  close, 
By  sorrow  forbidden  to  sleep, 

Seal  d  up  in  eternal  repose, 

Have  strangely  forgotten  to  weep  ; 

The  fountains  can  yield  no  supplies, 
These  hollows  from  water  are  free  ; 

The  tears  are  all  wip'd  from  these  eyes, 
And  evil  they  never  shall  see. 

6  To  mourn  and  to  suffer  is  mine, 
"While  bound  in  a  prison  I  breathe, 

And  still  for  deliverance  pine, 

And  press  to  the  issues  of  death, 
What  now  with  my  tears  1  bedew, 

Oh,  might  I  this  moment  become  ! 
My  spirit  created  anew, 

My  flesh  be  consign  d  to  the  tomb  ! 

HYMN    361.       L.  M. 

A  Funeral  Hymn,  at  the  interment  of  the  Body. 

[N.  B.  If  this  or  the  preceding  hymn  is  sung 
at  the  funeral  of  a  female,  the  words  she  and  her, 
may  be  substituted  in  place  of  he  and  his.] 

UNVEIL  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb, 
Take  this  new  treasure  to  thy  trust; 
And  give  these  sacred  relicts  room, 
To  seek  a  slumber  in  the  dust. 


HYMN    CCCLXV.  295 

Nor  pain,  nor  grief,  nor  anxious  fear, 
nvade  thy  bounds.     No  mortal  woes 
San  reach  the  peaceful  sleeper  here, 
uid  angels  watch  his  soft  repose. 
.  So  Jesus  slept ;  God's  dying"  Son 
'ass'd  through  the  grave  and  blest  the  bed  ? 
Jest  here,  blest  saint,  till  from  his  throne 
he  morning  break  and  pierce  the  shade. 

}  Break  from  his  throne,  illustrious  morn, 

Ittend,  O  earth  !  his  sovereign  word  ; 

lestore  thy  trust,  a  glorious  form ; 

'le  must  ascend  to  meet  his  Lord. 

HYMN    365.       C.  M. 

A  Prospect  of  the  Resurrection. 

rO  !  behold  the  scattering  shades, 
A  The  dawn  of  heav'n  appears  ; 
The  sweet  immortal  morning  spreads 
Its  blushes  round  the  spheres. 

2  I  see  the  Lord  of  glory  come, 
And  flaming  guards  around  ; 

The  skies  divide  to  make  him  room, 
The  trumpet  shakes  the  ground. 

3  I  hear  the  voice,  "  Ye  dead  arise  !*' 
And  lo,  the  graves  obey ; 

The  waking  saints  with  joyful  eyes, 
Salute  th'  expected  day. 

4  They  leave  the  dust,  and  on  the  wing, 
Rise  on  the  midway  air  ; 

In  shining  garments  meet  their  king, 
And  low  adore  him  there. 

5  Oh,  may  our  humble  spirits  stand 
Among  them  cloth'd  in  white  ! 


296  HYMN    CCCLXVt. 

The  meanest  place  at  his  right  hand 

Is  infinite  delight. 
6  How  will  our  joy  and  wonder  rise, 

"When  our  returning  King- 
Shall  bear  us  homeward  through  the  skies, 

On  love's  triumphant  wing  ! 

HYMN    366.       L.  M. 

Sin  and  Misery  connected. 

WHAT  wretched  fools  are  they,  who  hear, 
With  scorn,  the  sound  of  gospel  grace  ; 
For   sorrow  walks  along  with  sin, 
Although  they  keep  not  equal  pace. 

2  How  blindly  sinners  grasp  their  chain, 
And  yet  of  freedom  vainly  boast ; 
They  look  for  happiness  and  peace, 
Nor  think  by  sin  their  peace  is  lost. 

3  Approaching  vice  is  decked  in  charms, 
And  smiles  with  promises  of  gain  ; 

No  sooner  past  its  joys  are  fled, 
And  all  its  pleasures  chang'd  to  pain. 

4  Sinners  may  for  a  time  rejoice, 
Till  storms  of  threaten'd  wrath  arise, 
Till  justice  grasp  th'  avenging  sword, 
And  then  the  wretch,  the  sinner  dies. 

HYMN    367.       L.    M. 

The  Day  of  Judgment  trill  shew  the  Connection 
between  Sin  and  Misery. 

OOD  from  his  throne  with  piercing  eye, 
Naked  does  ev'ry  heart  behold  ; 
But  never  till  we  come  to  die, 
"Will  he  to  us  the  view  unfold. 


HYMN     CCCLXV1H.  -29r 

Should  sin,  in  naked  form  appear, 
ust  as  it  rises  in  the  heart, 

nd  others  know  and  see  it  there, 
a  ev'ry  feeling",  ev'ry  thought  : 

The  fire  of  hell  must  kindle  soon, 
low  envy  and  revenge  would  flame  ! 
)ne  heart  would  urge  another  on, 
'ill  rage  and  vengeance  want  a  name  ! 

Sin  in  its  nature  would  appear 
^  living  death,  to  form  a  hell ; 
Fhe  worst  of  mis'ries  creatures  fear, 
Hie  worst  of  plagues  the  tongue  can  tell, 

>  Unveil'd  and  naked  ev'ry  heart 
3efore  the  judgment  seat  must  stand ; 
Sin  act  no  more  a  double  part, 
But  meet  a  death  from  its  own  hand. 

The  fiery  lake  must  hotter  grow, 
From  tl\e  fierce  clash  of  sinful  souls  ; 
Each  bosom,  like  a  furnace,  glow, 
Nor  God  the  rage,  or  fire  control. 

HYMN    368.      Sevens. 

Sinner,  prepare  to   meet   God ! 

SINNER,  art  thou  still  secure  ? 
Wilt  thou  still  refuse  to  pray  ? 
Can  thy  heart  or  hand  endure 
In  the  Lord's  avenging  day  ? 

2  See  his  mighty  arm  is  bar'd  ! 
Awful  terrors  clothe  his  brow  ! 
For  his  judgments  stand  prepared* 
Thou  must  either  break  or  bow* 

3  At  his  presence  nature  shakes, 
Earth  affrighted,  hastes  to  fiee  .-, 

13* 


298  HYMN     CCCLX1X. 

Solid  mountains  melt  like  wax, 
What  will  then  become  of  thee  ? 

4  Who  his  advent  may  abide  ? 
You  that  glory  in  your  shame, 
Will  you  find  a  place  to  hide 
When  the  world  is  wrapp'd  in  flame  : 
•>  Then  the  rich,  the  great,  the  wise, 
Trembling,  guilty,  self-condemn'd, 
Must  behold  the  wrathful  eyes 
Of  the  Judge  they  once  blasphemVt. 

6  Where  are  now  their  haughty  looks  : 
Oh,  their  horror  and  despair  ! 
When  they  see  the  open'd  books, 
And  their  dreadful  sentence  hear  ! 

7  Lord,  prepare  us  by  thy  grace  ! 
Soon  we  must  resign  our  breath  ; 
And  our  soujs  be  call'd  to  pass 
Through  the  iron  gate  of  death. 

8  Let  us  now  our  day  improve, 
Listen  to  the  gospel  voice  ; 
Seek  the  things  that  are  above  ; 
Scorn  the  world's  pretended  joys. 

HYMN    369.       L.  M. 

Sinners  and  Saints,  in  the  Wreck  of  Nature* 
Isaiah  xxiv.  18—20. 

HOW  great,  how  terrible  that  God, 
V>  ho  shakes  creation  with  his  nod  ! 
He  frowns — earth,  sea,  all  nature's  frame, 
Sink  in  one  universal  flame. 

2  Where  now,  O  where  shall  sinners  seek. 
For  shelter  in  the  general  wreck  ; 
Shall  falling  rocks  be  o'er  them  thrown  ? 
See  rocks,  like  snow  dissolving  down. 


HYMN     CCCLXX.  299 

In  vain  for  mercy  now  they  cry  ; 
1  Jakes  of  liquid  fire  they  he  ; 
'here  on  the  flaming-  billows  tost, 
or  ever — Oh  !  for  ever  lost ! 

But  saints  undaunted  and  serene, 
^ith  calmness  view  the  dreadful  scene  ; 
heir  Saviour  lives,  the  worlds  expire, 
nd  earth  and  skies  dissolve  in  fire. 
Jesus,  the  helpless  creature's  friend, 
\>  thee  my  all  I  dare  commend  ; 
phou  canst  preserve  my  feeble  soul, 
-Yhen  lightnings  blaze  from  pole  to  pole, 

HYMN    370.       L.  M. 
The  Bay  of  the  Lord. 

A"RK  !  from  the  sky  the  trump  proclaims, 
.  Jesus  the  Judg-e  approaching"  nigh  ! 

See  the  creation  wrapt  in  flames, 

First  kindled  by  his  vengeful  eye  ! 

2  When  thus  the  mountains  melt  like  wax  ; 
When  earth,  and  air,  and  sea  shall  burn  ; 
When  all  the  frame  of  nature  shakes  ; 
Poor  sinner,  whither  wilt  thou  turn  ? 

3  The  puny  works,  which  feeble  men 
Now  boast,  or  covet,  or  admire  ; 

Their  pomp,  and  arts,  and  treasures,  then 
Shall  perish  in  one  common  fire. 

4  Lord,  fix  our  hearts  and  hopes  above  ! 
Since  all  below  to  ruin  tends  ; , 

Here  may  we  trust,  obey  and  love, 
And  there  be  found  among  thy  friends. 


300  HYMN     CCCLXXI. 

HY,MN    371.       C.  M. 

Thunder,  or  the  Day  of  Judgment. 

WHEN  a  black  o"erspreading  cloud 
Has  darken  d  all  the  air  ; 
And  peals  of  thunder,  roaring-  loud, 
Proclaim  the  tempest  near; 

2  Then  guilt  and  fear,  the  fruits  of  sin> 
The  sinner  oft  pursue  ; 

A  louder  storm  is  heard  within, 
And  conscience  thunders  too. 

3  But  whither,  sinners,  will  ye  flee, 
When  nature's  mighty  frame, 

The  pond'rous  earth,  and  air>  and  sea. 
Shall  all  dissolve  in  flame  ? 

4  Amazing  day  !  it  comes  apace  ! 
«  The  Judge  is  bast'ning  down  ! 
Can  ye  then  bear  to  see  his  face, 

Or  stand  before  his  frown  ? 

5  Lord,  let  thy  mercy  find  a  way 
To  touch  each  stubborn  heart ; 

That  they  may  never  hear  thee  say, 
*'  Ye  cursed  ones  depart.*' 

HYMN    372.       L.    M. 

The  Books  opened.     Rev.  xx.  12. 
ETHfNKS  the  last  great  day  is  come.. 


M 


Methinks  I  hear  the  trumpet  sound, 
That  shakes  the  earth,  rends  ev'ry  tomb,' 
And  wakes  the  prisoners  under  ground. 
2  The  mighty  deep  gives  up  her  trust, 
Aw'd  by  the  Judge's  high  command  ; 
Both  small  and  great  now  quit  their  dust ; 
And  round  the  dread  tribunal  stand. 


HYMN    CCCLXXHI.  301 

3  Behold  the  awful  books  display'd 
Big-  with  th'  important  fates  of  men  ; 
Each  deed  and  word  now  public  made, 
A.s  wrote  by  heav'n's  unerring  pen. 

i  To  ev'ry  soul,  the  books  aisig-n 
The joyous  or  the  dread  reward  : 
Sinners  in  vain  lament  and  pine, 
No  plea  the  Judge  will  here  regard- 

5  Lord,  when  these  awful  leaves  unfold, 
May  life's  fair  book  my  soul  approve  ! 
There  may  I  read  my  name  enroll'd, 
And  triumph  in  redeeming-  love  ! 

HYMN    373.       S.  M. 

The  final  sentence  and  misery  of  the  Wicked-, 
Matt.  xxv.  41. 

AND  will  the  Judg-e  descend  ? 
And  must  the  dead  arise  ? 
And  not  a  single  soul  escape 
His  all-discerning-  eyes  ? 

2  And  from  his  righteous  lips 
Shall  this  dread  sentence  sound  ; 

And  through  the  numerous  guilty  throng1, 
Spread  black  despair  around  ; 

3  "  Depart  from  me,  accurs'd, 
To  everlasting  flame, 

For  rebel  angels  first  prepaid, 
Where  mercy  never  came." 

4  How  will  my  heart  endure 
The  terrors  of  that  day  ! 

When  earth  and  heav'n,  before  his  face, 
Astonish'd  shrink  away ! 

3  But  ere  the  trumpet  shakes 
The  mansions  of  the.  dead ; 


302  HYMN    CCCLXXTV. 

Hark,  from  the  gospel's  cheering-  sound, 
What  joyful  tidings  spread  ! 

6  Ye  sinners  seek  his  grace, 
Whose  wrath  ye  cannot  bear  ; 

Fly  to  the  shelter  of  his  ci-oss, 
And  find  salvation  there. 

7  So  shall  that  cnrsc  remove, 
By  which  the  Saviour  bled  ; 

\nd'  the  last  awful  day  shall  pour 
His  blessings  on  your  head. 

HYMN    371.       C.    M. 

The  final  sentence,  and  happiness  of  the  Righ- 
teous.    Matt.  xxv.  34. 
ATTEND,  m)-  ear,  my  heart  rejoice, 
While  Jesus  from  his  throne, 
Before  the  bright  angelic  hosts, 
Makes  his  last  sentence  known. 

2  When  sinners,  cursed  from  liis  face, 
To  raging  flames  are  driv'n  ; 

His  voice  with  melody  divine, 
Thus  calls  his  saints  to  heav'n  s 

3  "  Bless'd  of  my  Father,  all  draw  near, 
Receive  the  great  reward  ; 

And  rise  with  raptures  to  possess 
The  kingxlom  love  prepar'd. 

4  "  Ere  earth's  foundations  first  were  laid, 
His  sovereign  purpose  wrought, 

And  rear'd  those  palaces  divine, 
To  which  you  now  are  brought. 

5  "  There  shall  you  reign  unnumber'd  years, 
Protected  by  my  pow'r  ; 

While  sin  and  death,  and  pains,  and  cares, 
Shall  vex  your  souls  no  more. 


HYMN    CCCLXXV,  303 

6  Come,  dear  majestic  Saviour,  come, 

This  Jubilee  proclaim  i_ 
And  teach  us  language  fit  to  praise 

So  great,  so  dear  a  name. 

HYMN   375,      Eights  and  Sevens. 

Day  of  Judgment. 

LO  !  he  cometh  !  countless  trumpets. 
Blow  to  raise  the  sleeping*  dead  ; 
'Midst  ten  thousand  saints  and  angels, 

See  their  great  exalted  head  ; 
Hallelujah, 
Welcome,  welcome,  Son  of  God. 

2  Ev'ry  eye  shall  now  behold  him, 
Rob'd  in  dreadful  majesty  : 

Those  who  set  at  nought  and  sold  hirru 

Pierc'd  and  nail'd  him  to  the  tree, 
JDeepry  wailing 
Shall  the  great  Messiah  see. 

3  Every  island,  sea  and  mountain, 
Heav'u  and  earth  shall  flee  away  • 

All  who  hate  him  must,  confounded, 
Hear  the  trump  proclaim  the  day  • 
Come  to  judgment ! 
Come  to  judgment !  come  away  ! 

4  At  his  call,  the  dead  awaken, 
Rise  to  life  from  earth  and  sea  ; 

All  the  pow'rs  of  nature  shaken 
By  his  looks  prepare  to  flee  ; 
Careless  sinner, 
What  will  then  become  of  thee  ? 

5  Horrors  past  imagination, 

Will  surprise  thy  trembling  heart ; 
When  thou  hear'st  thy  condemnation., 


304  HYMN    CCCLXXVI. 

"  Hence,  accursed  wretch,  depart 
Thou  with  Satan, 
-And  his  angels  have  thy  part!" 

6  But  to  those  who  have  confessed, 
Lov'd  and  serv'd  the  Lord,  below  : 

He  will  say,  "  Come  near,  ye  blessed, 
See  the  kingdom  I  bestow  ; 

You  for  ever 

Shall  my  love  and  glory  know.'* 

HYMN  376.       L.  M. 

The  >Song  of  Heaven  desired  by  Saints  071  Earth. 

THE  dawn  of  morning  veils  her  face, 
When  the  bright  sun  ascends  the  space  ; 
So  glad  will  gace  resign  her  room 
To  glory  in  the  heav'nly  home, 

2  Happy  the  company  that's  gone, 
From  cross  to  crown,  from  thrall  to  throne  > 
How  loud  they  sing  upon  the  shore, 
To  which  they  sail'd  in  heart  before  ! 

3  Blest  are  the  dead,  yea,  saith  the  word. 
That  die  in  Christ  the  living  Lord, 
And  on  the  other  side  of  death 
Thus  joyful  spend  their  praising  breath. 

4  "  Death  from  all  death  has  set  us  free, 
And  will  our  gain  for  ever  be  ; 
Death  loos  d  the  massy  chains  of  woe, 
To  let  the  mournful  captive  go. 

5  "  Death  is  to  us  a  sweet  repose, 
The  bud  was  op'd  to  shew  the  rose  ; 
The  cage  was  broke  to  let  us  fly, 
And  build  our  happy  nests  on  high. 

6  "  Lo,  here  we  do  triumphant  reign. 
And  joyful  sing  in  lofty  strain  ? 


HYMN    CCCLXXVI.  305 

o,  here  we  rest,  and  love  to  be, 
Snjoying  more  than  faith  could  see. 

The  thousandth  part  we  now  behold, 
Jy  mortal  tongues  was  never  told  ; 
W.e  got  a  taste,  but  now  above, 
Ye  forage  in  the  fields  of  love. 
>  "  Faith  once  beheld  a  distant  joy, 
fow  love  drinks  deep  without  alloy  ; 
beyond  the  fears  of  more  mishap, 
We  gladly  rest  in  glory's  lap. 

9  "  Earth  was  to  us  a  seat  of  war,  ' 
[n  thrones  of  triumph  now  we  are  ; 
We  long'd  to  see  our  Jesus  dear, 

And  sought  him  there,  but  find  him  here. 

10  "  We  walk  in  white  without  annoy, 
In  glorious  galleries  of  joy  : 

And  crown'd  through  everlasting  days, 
We  rival  cherubs  in  their  praise. 

11  "No  longer  we  complain  of  wants, 
We  see  the  glorious  King  of  saints, 
Amidst  his  joyful  hosts  around, 
With  all  his  heav'nly  glory  crown'd. 

12  We  see  him  at  his  table  head, 
With  living  water,  living  bread, 
His  cheerful  guests  incessant  load, 
With  all  the  plenitude  of  God. 

13  "  We  see  the  holy  flaming  fires, 
Cherubic  and  seraphic  choirs  ; 
And  gladly  join  with  those  on  high, 
And  warble  praise  eternally. 

14  "  Glory  to  God  that  here  we  came* 
And  glory  to  the  glorious  Lamb  ; 
Our  light,  our  life,  our  joy,  our  all. 
We  now  embrace  secure  from  fall 


306  HYMN     CCCLXXVIf 

15  "  Our  Lord  is  ours,  and  we  are  his  ; 
Yea,  now  we  see  him  as  he  is  : 

And  hence  we  like  unto  him  are, 
And  full  his  glorious  image  share. 

16  "  No  darkness  now,  no  dismal  night, 
No  vapor  intercepts  the  light ; 

We  see  for  ever  face  to  face, 

The  highest  Prince  in  highest  place. 

J  7  "  This,  this  does  heav'n  enough  afford, 
We  are  for  ever  with  the  Lord  : 
We  want  no  more,  for  all  is  giv'n  ; 
His  presence  is  the  bliss  of  heav'n." 

18  "While  thus  I  laid  my  list'ning"  ear 
Close  to  the  door  of  heav'n  to  hear ; 
And  then  the  sacred  page  did  view, 
Which  told  me  all  I  heard  was  true  : 

19  Yet  shew  d  me  that  the  heav'nly  song 
Surpasses  ev'ry  mortal  tongue, 

With  such  unutterable  strains 
As  none  in  fett'ring  flesh  attains  : 

20  Then  said  I,  "  Oh,  to  mount  away, 
And  leave  this  clog  of  heavy  clay  ! 
Let  wings  of  time  more  hasty  fly, 
That  I  may  join  the  songs  on  high." 

HYMN    377.       (!.  M. 

Desiring-  to  join  the  Song-  of  Angels. 

EARTH  lias  engross'd  my  love  too  long-, 
'Tis  time  I  lift  my  eyes 
Upward,  dear  Father,  to  thy  throne, 
And  to  my  native  skies. 

2  There  the  blest  man,  my  Saviour,  sits  j 
The  God  how  bright  he  shines  ! 

And  scatters  infinite  delights, 
On  all  the  happy  minds. 


HYMN    CCCLXXVIIL  307 

J  Seraphs  with  elevated  strains, 

Circle  the  throne   around  ; 
^nd  move,  and  charm  the  starry  plains, 

With  an  immortal  sound. 
I  Jesus,  the  Lord,  their  harps  employs  ; 

Jesus,  my  love,  they  sing- : 
lesus  the  life  of  both  our  joys, 

Sounds  sweet  from  ev'ry  string". 
>  Now  let  me  mount  and  join  their  song", 

And  be  an  angel  too  : 
My  heart,  my  hand,  my  ear,  my  tongue, 

Here's  joyful  work  for  you. 
5  I  would  begin  the  music  here, 

And  so  my  soul  should  rise  : 
Oh,  for  some  heav'nly  notes  to  bear 

My  passions  to  the  skies  ! 
7  There  ye  that  love  my  Saviour,  sit ; 

There  I  would  have  a  place, 
Among  your  thrones,  or  at  your  feet, 

So  I  might  see  his  face. 

HYMN   378.      Sevens. 

Thanksgiving  Hymn.     (Tune  Ascension.) 

SWELL  the  anthem,  raise  the  song  : 
Praises  to  our  God  belong  ; 
Saints  and  angels  !  join  to  sing, 
Praise  to  heav'n's  Almighty  King. 

2  Blessings  from  his  lib  ral  hand, 
Pour  around  this  happy  land  ; 
Let  our  hearts  beneath  his  sway, 
Hail  the  bright  triumphant  day. 

3  Lo  !  the  trembling  nations  stand, 
Smote  by  thy  avenging  hand, 
O'er  their  wide  extended  plains. 
Awful  desolation  reigns. 


308  HYMN    CCCLXXVIII: 

4  Yet  to  thee  our  joys  ascend, 
Thou  hast  been  our  heav'nly  friend  ! 
Guarded  by  thy  mighty  pow  r, 
Peace  and  freedom  bless  our  shore. 

5  Here  beneath  a  virtuous  sway, 
Subjects  cherfully  obey  ; 

Here  we  feel  no  tyrant's  rod, 
Here  we  own  and"  worship  God. 

6  Hark  !  the  voice  of  nature  sing's, 
Praises  to  the  King  of  kings  ; 

Let  us  join  the  choral  song, 
And  the  heav'nly  notes  prolong. 


APPENDIX. 

Containing  a  number  of  Hymns  not  in  the 
first  Edition;  principally  particular  me- 
tres, inserted  to  accommodate  sundry 
tunes  in  various  Collections  of  Music, 
now  in  use. 

HYMN    379.       L.M. 

:  There  the  Wicked  cease  from  Troubling,  &c. 
Job,  iii.  17. 

BEATH  and  the  grave  are  doleful  themes 
For  sinful,  mortal  worms  to  sing-, 
Unless  a  Saviour's  sweeter  beams 
Dispel  the  gloom  and  touch  the  string, 

2  Death,  awful  sound  !  the  fruit  of  sin, 
Curse  and  dishonor  of  our  race  ; 

If  Jesus  fail  to  smile  within, 

No  one  can  look  him  in  the  face. 

3  Yet,  dearest  Lord,  when  view'd  in  thee, 
Hell  and  the  grave  lose  all  their  dread ; 
There  all  his  frightful  horrors  flee, 

And  joy  surrounds  a  dying  bed. 

4  Jesus,  the  mighty  Saviour  lives, 
And  he  has  conquer*  d  death  and  hell  ; 
This  truth  substantial  comfort  gives, 
And  dying  saints  can  sing,  "  'tis  well." 

5  This  makes  the  grave  a  favor'd  spot, 
To  saints  its  deepest  gloom  is  bless'd  ; 
For  there  the  wicked  trouble  not, 
And  there  the  weary  are  at  rest. 

6  At  rest  in  Jesu*s  faithful  arms  ; 
At  rest  as  in  a  peaceful  bed  ; 
Secure  from  all  the  dreadful  storms, 
Which  round  this  sinful  world  are  spread, 


310  HYMN     CCCLXXX. 

7  Thrice  happy  souls  vvho're  gone  before, 
To  that  inheritance  divine  ; 
They  labor,  sorrow,  sigh  no  more, 
But  bright  in  endless  glory  shine. 

8  Then  let  our  mournful  tears  be  dry, 
Or  in  a  gentle  measure  flow  ; 

We  hail  them  happy  in  the  sky, 
And  joyful  wait  our  call  to  go. 

HYMN    380.       C.  M. 

For  if  we  believe  that  Jesus  died  and  rose  agai 
even  so  them  also  -who  sleep  in  Jesus  will  Gc 
bring  -with  him.     1  Thess.  iv.  14. 

"VJ  O,  never  let  us  mourn  for  those, 
JJ\    Who  sleep  in  Jesu's  arms  ; 
There  they  are  freed  from  sin  and  woes, 
And  all  life's  fears  and  storms. 

2  They've reach'd their  bright  and blessd abode 
And  sing  for  ever  there  ; 

And  in  the  presence  of  their  God, 
Triumphant  they  appear. 

3  What  tho'  their  bodies,  now  entomb  d, 
Are  mould'ring  into  dust, 

A  dying  Jesus  has  perfum'd 
The  graves  of  all  the  just. 

4  Ere  long  the  tomb  shall  yield  its  prey, 
When  each  believer  there 

With  Jesus,  on  that  joyful  day, 
All  glorious  shall  appeal'. 

5  Then  with  his  saints,  Oh,  may  we  stand 
Before  his  face  with  joy  ; 

And  when  in  heav'n  at  his  right  hand, 
His  praise  be  our  employ. 


HYMN    CCCLXXXI.  311 

HYMN    381.       Sixes,  Eights,  and  Fours. 
The  Covenant  of  God. 

THE  God  of  Abra'm  praise, 
Who  reigns  enthron  d  aboVe  ; 
Ancient  of  everlasting"  days, 
And  God  of  love  ! 
Jehovah,  great  I  AM ! 
By  earth  and  heav'n  confest, 

1  bow  and  praise  the  sacred  name, 

For  ever  bless'd. 

2  The  God  of  Abra'm  praise, 
At  whose  supreme  command, 

From  earth  I  rise,  and  seek  the  joys 
At  his  right  hand  : 
Id  all  on  earth  forsake, 
Its  wisdom,  fame,  and  pow'r  ; 
And  him  my  only  portion  make, 
My  shield  and  tow'r. 

3  The  God  of  Abra'm  praise, 
Whose   all-sufficient  grace 

Shall  guide  me  all  my  happy  days, 
In  all  his  ways  : 
He  calls  a  worm  his  friend  ! 
He  calls  himself  my  God  ! 
And  he  shall  save  me  to  the  end, 
Through  Jesu's  blood. 

4  He  by  himself  hath  sworn, 
I  on  his  oath  depend, 

I  shall,  on  eagle's  wings  up-borne, 
To  heav'n  ascend  : 
I  shall  behold  his  face, 
I'shall  his  pbw'r  adore  ; 
And  sing  the  wonders  of  his  grace 
For  ever  more  ! 


612  HYMN    CCCLXXXIL 

HYMN    382.       CM. 

The  Incarnation.     John  i.  14. 

AWAKE,  awake  the  sacred  song- 
To  our  incarnate  Lord  ; 
Let  ev  rv  heart  and  ev'ry  tongue 
Adore  th'  eternal  word. 

2  That  awful  word,  that  sov'reign  powJr, 
By  whom  the  worlds  were  made  ; 

(Oh,  happ)  mcrn  !  illustrious  hour  !) 
Was  once  in  flesh  array  d  ! 

3  Then  shone  almighty  pow'r  and  love. 
In  all  their  glorious  forms  ; 

When  Jesus  left,  his  throne  above 
To  dwell  with  sinful  worms. 

4  To  dwell  with  misery  below, 
The  Saviour  left  the  skies  ; 

And  sunk  to  wretchedness  and  woe, 
That  worthless  man  might  rise. 

5  Adoring  angels  tun'd  their  songs, 
To  hail  the  joyful  day ; 

With  rapture  then,  let  mortal  tongues 
Their  grateful  worship  pay. 

6  What  glory,  Lord,  to  thee  is  due  ! 
With  wonder  we  adore  ; 

But  could  we  sing  as  angels  do, 
Our  highest  praise  were  poor. 

HYMN    383.      Sevens. 

Tlie  Resurrection.      1  Cor.  xv.  56 

(CHRIST,  the  Lord,  is  ris'n  to-day, 
J  Sons  of  men  and  angel  say, 
JRaise  your  joys  and  triumphs  liigh, 
Sing,  ye  heav'ns,  and  earth  reply. 


HYMN    CCCLXXXIV.  313 

Love's  redeeming  work  is  done, 
bought  the  fight  the  battle  won  ; 
„o  !  the  sun's  eechpse  is  o'er, 
,o  !  he  sits  in  blood  no  more. 
I  Vain  the  stone,  the  watch,  the  seal, 

hrist  hath  burst  the  gates  of  hell : 
Death  in  vain  forbids  his  rise, 
Christ  hath  open  d  Paradise, 
i  Lives  again  our  glorious  King, 

Where,  O  death,  is  now  thy  sting  r" 
Once  he  dy  d  our  souls  to  save  ; 
'■'  Where's  thy  vict'ry,  boasting  grave  ? 

5  Soar  we  now  where  Christ  has  led. 
Following  our  exalted  Head  : 

Made  like  him,  like  him  we  rise,^ 
Ours  the  cross,  the  grave,  the  skies, 

6  What  tho*  once  we  perish'd  all, 
Partners  of  our  parent's  fall ; 
Second  life  let  us  receive, 

In  our  heav'nly  Adam  live. 

7  Hail  the  Lord  of  earth  and  heav'n  ! 
Praise  to  thee  by  both  be  giv'n  ! 
Thee  we  greet  triumphant  now, 
Hail !  the  Resurrection — thou, 

HYMN    384.       Eights. 
Our  God  for  ever  and  ever.     Psalm  xlvii'i-. 

THIS  God  is  the  God  we  adore, 
Our  faithful  unchangeable  friend  ; 
Whose  love  is  as  large  as  his  pow'r, 

And  neither  knows  measure  nor  end  : 
?Tis  Jesus  the  first  and  the  last, 

Whose  Spirit  shall  guide  us  safe  home  ; 
VSe'U  praise  him  for  all  that  is  past, 
And  truss  him  for  all  that's  to  come, 
14 


314  HYMN    CCCLXXXV. 

HYMN    385.       Sixes  and  Fours. 

Worthy  the  Lamb. 

GLORY  to   Gotfonhigh  ! 
Let  earth  and  skies  reply, 
Praise  ye  his  name  : 
His  love  and  grace  adore, 
Who  all  our  sorrows  bore  ; 
Sing  loud  forevermore, 
Worthy  the  Lamb. 

2  Jesus,  our  Lord  and  God, 
Bore  sin's  tremendous  load, 

Praise  ye  his  name  : 
Tell  what  his  arm  hath  done, 
What  spoils  from  death  he  won  ; 
Sing  his  great  name  alone, 

Worthy  the  Lamb. 

3  While  they  around  the  throne 
Cheerfully  join  in  one. 

Praising  his  name  ; 
Those  who  have  felt  his  blood 
Sealing  their  peace  with  God; 
Sound  his  dear  fame  abroad. 

Worthy  the  Lamb. 

4  Join,  all  ye  ransomed  race, 
Our  holy  Lord  to  bless  ; 

Praise  ye  his  name  ; 
In  him  we  will  rejoice, 
And  make  a  joyful  noise, 
Shouting  with  heart  and  voice, 

Worthy  the  Lamb. 

5  What  tho*  we  change  our  place, 
Yet  we  shall  never  cease 

Praising  his  name  : 
*To  him  our  songs  we  bring, 
Hail  him  our  gracious  king, 
And  without  ceasing  sing 

Worthy  the  Lamb. 


HYMN    CCCLXXXYI,  31/ 

8  Then  let  the  hosts  above, 
In  realms  of  endless  love, 

Praise  his  dear  name  ? 
To  him  asscribed  be 
Honor  and  majesty, 
Thro'  all  eternity ; 

Worthy  the  Lamb. 

HYMN    386.       Sevens,  Sixes  and  Eights. 

Backsliding  and  returning  /  or  the  Backslider\ 
Prayer. 

JESUS, let  thy  pitying1  eye 
Call  back  a  wand'ring  sheep  j 
Praise  to  thee,  like  Peter,  I 

Would  fain  like  Peter  weep* 
Let  me  be  by  grace  restorM, 
On  me  be  all  its  freeness  shewn  : 
Turn  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 
And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 

2  Saviour,  prince,  enthron'd  above^ 

Repentance  to  impart, 
Give  me  thro'  thy  dying  love, 
The  humble  contrite  heart. 
Give,  what  1  have  long  iraplor'u, 
A  portion  of  thy  love  unknown ; 
Turn  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 
And  break  my  heart  of  stone* 

3  See  me,  Saviour  from  above, 

Nor  suffer  me  to  die  ; 
Life  and  happiness  and  love, 
Smile  in  thy  gracious  eye. 
Speak  the  reconciling  word, 
And  let  thy  mercy  melt  me  down  j 
Turn  and  look  upon  me  Lord, 
And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 


316  HYMN    CCCLXXXVn. 

4  Pray,  as  when  thy  pitying-  eye 

\\  as  clos'd  that  we  might  live  ; 
Gasping-,  at  the  pcint  to  die, 

"  Father,"  thou  saidst,  "forgive  !" 
Oh,  how  glorious  was  the  word, 
When  thou,  expiring",  sajdst,  "  'tis  done  !" 
Oh,  my  lo^  ng,  bleeding  Lord  ! 
This  breaks  my  heart  of  stone. 

HYMIS    387.       C.    M. 

The  Infinite. 

C10ME,  seraph,  lend  your  heav'nly  tongue. 
-    Or  harp  of  golden  string*, 
That  1  may  raise  a  lofty  song 
To  our  Eternal  King. 

2  Thy  names  how  infinite  they  be  ! 
Great  Everlasting  One  ! 

Boundless  thy  might  and  majesty, 
And  unconfin'd  thy  throne. 

3  Thy  glories  shine  of  wond'rohs  sizee 
And  wond'rous  large  thy  grace, 

Immortal  day  breaks  from  thme  eyes; 
And  Gabriel  veils  jiis  face. 

4  Thine  essence  is  a  vast  abyss, 
Which  angeis  cannot  sound  ; 

An  ocean  of  infinities 

Where  all  our  thoughts  are  drownM. 

5  The  myst'ries  of  creation  he, 
Beneath  enlightened  minds ; 

Thoughts  can  ascend  above  the  sky. 
And  fly  before  the  winds. 

6  Reason  may  grasp  the  massy  hills. 
And  stretch  from  pole  to  pole  ; 

But  half  thy  name  our  spirit  fills, 
And  overloads  our  soul. 


HYMN    CCCLXXXVm.  317 

In  vain  our  haughty  reason  swells, 
For  nothing's  found  in  Thee, 
»ut  boundless  inconceivables, 
And  vast  eternity. 

HYMN    388,       C.     M. 

The  Nativity  of  Christ. 
[QHEPHERDS,  rejoice,  lift  up  your  eyes, 
HO    And  send  your  fears  away  : 
'Mews  from  the  region  of  the  skies, 
Salvation's  born  to-day. 

2  Jxsus,  the  God,  whom  angels  fear, 
Comes  down  to  dwell  with  you  ; 

To-day  he  makes  his  entrance  here, 
But  not  as  monarchs  do. 

3  No  gold,  nor  purple  swaddling  bandgr 
.  Nor  royal  shining  things  ; 

A  manger  for  his  cradle  stands, 
And  holds  the  King  of  kings. 

4  Go,  shepherds,  where  the  infant  lies,  - 
And  see  his  humble  throne  ; 

With  tears  of  joy  in  all  your  eyes, 

Go,  shepherds,  kiss  the  Son." 
3  Thus  Gabriel  sang,  and  strait  around, 

The  heav'nly  armies  throng  ; 
They  tune  their  harps  to  lofty  sound, 

And  thus  conclude  the  song  : 

6  "  Glory  to  God  that  reigns  above, 
L,et  peace  surround  the  earth  ; 

Mortals  shall  know  their  Maker's  love, 
At  their  Redeemer's  birth." 

7  Lord  !  and  shall  ang'els  have  their  songs, 
And  men  no  tunes  to  raise  ? 

Oh,  may  we  lose  these  useless  tongues, 
When  they  forget  to  praise  ! 


318  HYMN    CCCLXXXIX. 

8  Glory  to  God  that  reigns  above, 

That  pitied  us  forlorn, 
We  join  to  sing  our  Maker's  love. 

For  there's  a  Saviour  born. 

HYMN     339.       Sixes  and  Tens*. 

Another. 

THE  Saviour  to  adore, 
Join  every  tuneful  pow'r, 
In  loudest,  sweetest  songs  of  solemn  sound  • 
Let  a  peculiar  joy 
Attend  the  blest  employ, 
And  glad  hosannas  echo  all  around. 

2  Angels  and  seraphs,  say, 

m  °n^lat  a^picious  day  [known, 

When  the  great  God  incarnate  was  made 
What  new,  what  glorious  strains 
Spread  o'er  th  ethereal  plains, 
And  rose  harmonious  to  th'  eternal  throne  ? 

3  Say,  with  what  ardent  love, 
The  shining  hosts  above 

Tun'd  all  their  golden  harps  to  noblest  praise  ; 

When  ev'ry  sounding  lyre 

Through  the  celestial  choir, 
Delighted,  strove  the  highest  notes  to  raise. 

4  And  shall  not  mortals  join 

This  melody  divine,  [tongues- 

And  take  Uieir  God  and  Saviour  on  their 

His  glories  to  display, 

And  hail  his  natal  day, 
In  sweetest  harmony  of  joyful  songs  ? 

5  Yes,  let  our  shouts  arise, 
And  reach  the  lofty  skies, 

And  ail  the  race  of  Adam,  here  below, 


HYMN    CCCXC.  S19 


Dwell  on  the  joyful  theme  ; 
A  God,  born  to  redeem 
fnnumber'd  millions  from  eternal  woe  ! 

6  To  him  who  from  above, 
In  unexampled  love, 

Thus  stoop'd  and  join'd  our  nature  to  his  own, 

Eternal  thanks  be  paid, 

And  praises  crown  his  head, 
Who  lives  and  fills  his  high  celestial  throne* 

7  Exalted  there  he  reigns, 
And  o'er  the  heav'nly  plains, 

jSheds  in  sweet  beams,  immortal  glories  round ; 

With  him  may  we  appear, 

And  join  the  triumph  there, 
Where  ceaseless  songs  of  holy  praise  abound. 

HYMN    390.       Sapphic  Ode. 

The  Day  of  Judgment. 

WHEN  the  fierce  north-wind,  with  his  airy 
forces, 
Rears  up  the  Baltic  to  a  foaming  fury ;    -  [comes 
And  the  red  light'ning,  with  a  storm  of  hail 

Rushing  amain  down. 

2  How  the  poor  sailors  stand  amaz'd  and  tremble 
While  the  hoarse  thunder  like  a  bloody  trumpet, 
Roars  a  loud  onset  in  the  gaping  waters 

Quick  to  devour  them. 

3  Such  shall  the  noise  be  and  the  wild  disorder, 
(If  things  eternal  may  be  like  these  earthly,) 
Such  the  dire  terror,  when  the  great  archangel 

Shakes  the  creation  ; 

4  Tears  the  strong  pillars  of  the  vault  of  heav'n, 
Breaks  up  old  marble,  the  repose  of  princes  ; 
See  the  graves  open,  and  the  bones  arising, 

Flames  all  around  'em. 


320  HYMN     CCCXCf. 

5  Hark,  the  shrill  outcries  of  the  guilty  wretches ! 
Lively  bright  horror,  and  amazing-  anguish,  [lief? 
Stare  thro*  their  eye-lids,  while  the  living  worm 

Gnawing  within  them. 

6  Thoughts,  like  old  vultures,  prey  upon  their 

heari-strings,  .       [the 

And  the  smart  twinges,  when  the  eye  beholds 

Lofty  Judge  frowning,  and  a  flood  of  vengeance 

Rolling  before  him. 

7  Hopeless  immortals  !   how    they  scream  and 

shiver,  [ing 

While  devils  push  them  to  the  pit  wide  yawn- 
Hideous  and  gloomy  to  receive  them  headlong 
Down  to  the  centre. 

8  Stop  here  my  fancy  ;    (all  away  ye  horrid 
"Doleful  ideas,)  come  arise  to  Jesus,  [him 
How   he    sits  God-like,    and  the  saints  around 

Thron'd,  yet  adoring. 

9  O  may  I  set  there  when  he  comes  triumphant, 
Booming  the  nations  !  then  ascend  to  glory, 
While  our  Hos'annas,  all  along  the  passage 

Shouts  the  Redeemer. 

HYMN    391.      L.  M. 

Hewaili?ig  my  oivn  Inconstancy. 

I  LOVE  the  Lord ;  but  ah !  how  far 
My  thoughts  from  the  dear  object  are  ? 
This  wanton  heart  how  wide  it  roves  ! 
And  fancy  meets  a  thousand  loves. 

2  If  my  soul  burn  to  see  my  God, 
I  tread  the  courts  of  his  abode, 
But  troops  of  rivals  throng  the  place 
And  tempt  me  off  before  his  face. 


HYMN     CCCXCH.  321 

S  Would  I  enjoy  nw  Lord  alone, 
I  b:d  my  passions  all  be  gone, 
All  but  mV  love  ;  and  charge  my  will 
To  bar  the  door  and  guard  it  still. 

4  But  cares,  or  trifles,  make,  or  find, 
Still  new  avenues  to  the  mind ; 

Till  1  with  grief  and  wonder  see, 
Huge  crowds  betwixt  the  Lord  and  me. 

5  This  foolish  heart  can  leave  her  God, 
\nd  shadows  tempt  her  thoughts  abroad; 
How  shall  1  fix  this  wand'rmg  mind 

Or  throw  my  fetters  on  the  wind  i 

6  Look  gently  down,  Almighty  Grace, 
Prison  me  round  in  thine  embrace  j 
Pity  the  soid  that  would  be  thine, 
And  let  thy  pow'r  my  love  connne. 

7  Say,  when  shall  the  bright  moment  be, 
That"  I  shall  live  alone  for  Thee  ; 

Mv  heart  no  foreign  lords  adore, 

Ana  the  wild  muse  prove  false  no  more  ! 

HYMN    392.       L.   M. 

Forsaken,  yet  Hoping. 

H\PPY  the  hours,  the  golden  days, 
X  When  I  could  call  my  Jestts  mme  ; 
And  sit  and  view  his  smiling  face, 
And  melt  in  pleasures  all  divme. 

2  Near  to  my  heart,  within  my  arms 
He  lay,  till  sin  defil'd  my  breast ; 
Till  broken  vows  and  earthly  charms, 
Tir'd  and  provok'd  my  heavnly  guest. 

3  And  now  he's  gone,  (O  mighty  woe  !) 
Gone  from  my  soul,  and  bides  his  lova ! 

14* 


322  HYMN    CCCXCIU.- 

Tiepart  ye  sins  that  griev'd  him  so  ; 
Ye  sins  that  forc'd  him  to  remove. 

4  Break,  break  my  heart ;  complain  my  tongue  ! 
Hither,  my  friends,  your  sorrows  bring1  i 
Angels  assist  my  doleful  song1, 

If  you  have  e'er  a  mourning'  string-. 

5  But  ah  !  your  joys  are  ever  liig-h, 
Ever  his  lovely  face  you  see  ■ 
While  my  poor  spirits  pant  and  die, 
And  groan,  for  Thee,  my  God,  for  Thee. 

§  Yet  let  my  hope  look  thro'  my  tears, 
And  spy  afar  his  rolling"  throne  ; 
His  chariot  thro'  the  cleaving  spheres, 
Shall  bring  the  bright  Beloved  down. 

7  Swift  as  a  roe  flies  o'er  the  hills, 
My  soul  springs  out  to  meet  him  high, 
Then  the  fair  Conq'ror  turns  his  wheels^. 
And  climbs  the  mansions  of  the  sky. 

8  There  smiling  joy  for  ever  reigns, 
No  more  the  turtle  leaves  the  dove  ; 
Farewel  to  jealousies,  and  pains, 
And  all  the  ills  of  absent  love. 

HYMN    39.3.       L.   M. 

Christ  on  the  Tree. 
ifc  ffOURN,  mourn,  ye  Saints,  who  once  did  see 
jj?  JL  Our  Saviour  dear  nail'd  to  the  tree  : 
A  bitter  death  he  did  endure, 
To  save  the  souls  of  men  secure. 

2  Oh,  how  his  purple  streams  did  flow  ! 
His  blood  on  man  he  did  Bestow  ; 
With  hands  and  feet  nail'd  to  the  wood, 
And  pierced  side  ran  down  with  blood ,. 


HYMN     CCCXCIV.  323 

4  What  wisdom  can  conceive  or  know* 

What  tongue  or  pen  can  truly  show 

The  vast  dimensions  of  his  iove, 

Or  show  his  pow'r  in  heav'n  above  i 

4  To  God  be  praise  and  worship   done, 

For  giving  us  his  only  Son  ; 

Let's  tune  our  souls,  and  aim  adore 

In  hallelujahs  evermore. 

HYMN    394.       C  M. 

Christ*  Death,  Victory  and  Dominion, 

I  SING  my  Saviour  s  wondrous  death  ; 
He  conquer'd  when  he  Jell ; 
'TisfimsVd,  said  his  dying"  breath, 
And  shook  the  gates  ot  hell. 

2  'Tie finished,  our  Emmanuel  cries, 
.    The  dreadful  work  is  done  ; 
Hence  shall  his  sovereign  throne  arise, 

His  kingdom  is  begun. 

3  His  cross  a  sure  foundation  laid 
For  fflorv  and  renown, 

When  thro'  the  regions  of  the  dead 
He  pass'd  to  reach  the  crow. 

4  Exalted  at  his  Father's  side 
Sits  our  victorious  Lord  ; 

To  heav'n  and  hell  his  hands  divide 
The  vengeance  or  reward. 

5  The  saints  from  his  propitious  eye- 
Await  their  sev'ral  crowns  ; 

And  all  the  sons  of  darkness  fly 
The  terror  of  his  frowns. 


324  HYMN    CCCXCV. 

HYMN    395.       Sevens. 

Farewel  to  the  World. 

WORLD  adieu  !  thou  real  cheat, 
Oft  have  thy  deceitful  charms 
Fill'd  my  heart  with  fond  conceit, 
Foolish  hopes,  and  false  alarms  ; 
Now  I  see,  as  clear  as  day, 
How  thy  follies  pass  away. 

2  Vain  thy  entertaining  sights, 
False  thy  promises  renew'd, 
All  the  pomp  of  thy  delights 
Does  bdt  flatter  and  delude  : 
Thee  I  quit  for  heav'n  above, 
Object  of  the  noblest  love. 

3  Farewel  honor's  empty  pride, 
Thy  own  nice,  uncertain  gust, 
If  he  least  mischance  betide, 
Lays  thee  lower  than  the  dust : 
Wordly  honors  end  in  gall, 
Rise  to-day — to-morrow  fall. 

4  Foolish  vanity — farewel — 
More  inconstant  than  the  waves  ; 
Where  thy  soothing  fancies  dwell, 
Purest  tempers  they  deprave  : 
He,  to  whom  I  fly  from  thee, 
Jesus  Christ  shall  set  me  free. 

5  Let  not,  Lord  !  my  wand'ring  mind 
Follow  after  fleeting  toys, 

Since,  in  thee  alone,  I  find 
*Solid  and  substantial  joys  : 
Joys  which  never  overpast, 
Through  eternity  shall  last. 


HYMN    CCCXCVI.  325 

|>  Lord !  how  happy  is  a  heart  , 
After  thee  while  it  aspires  ! 
True  and  faithful  as  thou  art, 
Thou  shalt  answer  its  desires  ; 
It  shall  see  the  glorious  scene 
Of  thine  everlasting-  reign. 

HYMN    396.       (Tune,  New-York.) 

The  Dying  Christian  to  his  Soul. 

YIT AL  spark  of  heav'nly  flame  ; 
Quit,  Oh,  quit  this  mortal  frame  ; 
Trembling,  hoping,  ling  ring,  flying", 
Oh,  the  pain,  the  bliss  of  dying  ! 
Cease,  fond  nature,  cease  thy  strife, 
And  let  me  languish  into  life. 

2  Hark  !  they  whisper,  angels  say, 
Sister  spirit,  come  away. 

What  is  this  absorbs  me  quite, 
Steals  my  senses,  shuts  my  sight, 
Drowns  my  spirits,  draws  my  breath  I 
Tell  me,  my  soul,  can  this  be  death  ? 

3  The  world  recedes  ;  it  disappears  ! 
■  Heav'n  opens  on  my  eyes  !  my  ears 

With  sounds  seraphic  ring  : 

Lend,  lend  your  wings  '  I  mount !  I  fly  3 

O  grave  !  where  is  thy  victory  } 

Q  death  !  where  is  thy  sting  ? 

HYMN    397.       C.    M.     / 

Ji  Funeral  Piece. 

THE  righteous  souls  that  take  their  fligbj 
Far  from  this   world  of  pain, 
5n  God's  paternal  bosom  blest, 
For  ever  shall  remain. 


o26  HYMN    CCCXCVIIL 

2  To  minds  unwise  they  seem  to  die, 
All  joyful  hope  to  cease  ; 

Whilst  they,  secur'd  by  faith,  repose  W 

In  everlasting"  peace. 

3  For  at  the  great,  the  awful  day, 
When  Christ  descends  from  high  ; 

With  myriads  of  angelic  saints, 
They'll  meet  him  in  the  sky. 

4  Their  God,  their  Judge,  their  mighty  Lord, 
Shall  pour  redeeming'  grace  ; 

And  call  them  ever  to  behold, 
The  brightness  of  his  face. 

HYMN    393.       C.    M. 

Christ  the  Fountain  of  Life.     Rev.  xxi.  6. 

OH,  what  amazing  words  of  grace 
Are  in  the  gospel  found  ! 
Suited  to  every  sinner's  case, 
Who  knows  the  joyful  sound. 

2  Here  Jesus  calls  ;  and  he's  a  true, 
A  kind,  a  faithful  friend  ; 

He's  Alpha  and  Omega  too, 
Beginning  and  the  end. 

3  Come  then,  with  all  your  wants  and  wounds, 
Your  ev'ry  burden  bring  ; 

Here  love,  eternal  love  abounds, 
A  deep  celestial  spring. 

4  Whoever  thirsts,  O  gracious  word  ! 
Shall  of  this  stream  partake ; 

Come,  thirsty  souls,  and  bless  the  Lord, 
And  drink  for  Jesu's  sake. 

5  This  spring  with  living  waters  flows, 
And  living  joys  imparts  ; 

Come  thirsty  souls  your  wants  disclose, 
And  drink  with  thankful  hearty. 


HYMN    CCCXC1X.  327 

To  sinners  poor  like  me  and  you, 
He  saith  he'll  freely  give  j 
Come  thirsty  souls,  and  prove  it  true, 
Brink  and  for  ever  live. 

HYMN    399.      Eights  and  Sevens, 

The  close  of  the  Year.  . 

HEAVILY  Father,  here  we  bless  thee*, 
'  All  thy  goodness  we  adore  ; 
And  with  humble  songs  address  thee, 

God  of  mercy,  love  and  pow'r  ! 
Thou  hast  been  our  great  salvation, 

Through  the  world's  deceitful  maze  ;, 
Through  affliction  and  temptation, 
Thou  hast  kept  us  all  our  days. 

2  Having  help  from  thee  obtained, 
Here  before  thee,  Lord,  we  stand ; 

Foes  and  fears  thou  hast  restrained. 

By  thy  gracious  mighty  hand  ; 
Ev'ry  want  hast  thou  supplied, 

Life,  and  health,  and  needful  food ; 
Nothing  has  thy  love  denied 

Which  thou  knew'st  would  do  us  goocK 

3  But  renewing  love  and  favor, 

In  us  wrought  by  sov'reign  grace, 
Through  a  dear  and  precious  Saviour, 

Call  for  songs  of  loudest  praise  ; 
Here  our  sins  are  all- forgiven  ; 

Here  our  mighty  debt  is  paid; 
Here  we've  peace,  and  peace  with  Heaven, 

Made  in  him  our  living  Head. 

4  He  dear  Shepherd,  kindly  sought  usj, 
Strong  to  save  us  lie  drew  near  ; 

Hitherto  his  love  has  brought  us, 
And  we  close  another  year, 


—3  HYMN    CCCC. 

Pardon,  Lord,  our  ev'ry  filling-; 

Oh,  forgive  our  follies  past  : 
Let  thy  grace  be  still  prevailing1, 

Safe  to  bring-  us  home  at  last. 

£  If  another  year  thou  spare  us, 

Grace  and  strength,  and  mercy  give  ; 
Tor  thy  holy  will  prepare  us, 

Whether  we  shall  die  or  live. 
Now  to  God,  the  great  Jehovah, 

Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
Be  the  highest  praise  for  ever, 

Here,  and  by  the  heav'nly  host. 

HYMN    400.       Eights  and  Sixes. 

ponging  for  a  place  at  the  right  hand  of  tlie 
Judge. 

WHEN  thou,  my  righteous  Judge  shall  come 
To  fetch  thy  ransom'd  people  home, 
Shall  I  among  them  stand  ? 
Shall  such  a  worthless  worm  as  I, 
Who  sometimes  am  afraid  to  die, 
Be  found  at  thy  right  hand  ? 

2  I  love  to  meet  among  them  now, 
Before  thy  gracious  feet  to  bow, 

Tho'  vilest  of  them  all ; 
,  But  can  I  bear  the  piercing  thought  ? 
What  if  my  name  should  be  left  out. 
When  thou  for  them  shalt  call ! 

3  Prevent,  prevent  it  by  thy  grace  ; 
Be  thou,  dear  Lord,  my  hiding  place, 

In  this  th'  accepted  day  : 
Thy  pard'ning  voice,  Oh,  let  me  hear, 
To  still  my  unbelieving  fear  ; 

Nor  let  me  fall,  I  pray. 


HYMN    CCCCL  329 

4  Let  me  among  thy  saints  be  fourast, 
When  e'er  th'  archangel's  trump  shall  sound, 
f    To  see  thy  smiling  face  ; 
(Then  loudest  of  the  crow'd  I'll  sing, 
'While  heav'n's  resounding  mansions  ring 
With  shouts  of  sovereign  grace, 

HYMN    40 1?     C.  M. 

The  End  of  the  World. 

WHY  should  this  earth  delight  us  so  ? 
Why  should  we  fix  our  eyes, 
On  these  low  grounds  where  sorrows  grow. 
And  ev'ry  pleasure  dies  ? 

2  While  time  his  sharpest  teeth  prepares 
Our  comforts  to  devour, 

There  is  a  land  above  the  stars, 
And  joys  above  his  pow^r. 

3  Nature  shall  be  dissolved  and  die,  * 
The  sun  must  end  his  race  ; 

The  earth  and  sea  for  ever  fly 
Before  my  Saviour's  face. 

4  "When  will  that  glorious  morning  rise, 
When  the  last  trumpet  sound  ? 

And  call  the  nations  to  the  skies, 


HYMN    402.       L.  M. 

A  Happy  Resurrection. 

NO,  I'll  repine  at  death  no  more, 
But  with  a  cheerful  gasp  resign. 
To  the  cold  dungeon  of  the  grave, 
These  dying,  with'ring  limbs  of  mine, 


330  HYMN    CCCCni. 

2  Let  worms  devour  my  wasting"  flesl^ 
And  crumble  all  my  bones  to  dust, 
My  God  shall  raise  my  frame  anew, 
At  the  revival  of  the  just. 

3  Break,  sacred  morning-,  thro'  the  skies. 
Bring-  that  delightful  dreadful  day, 
Cut  short  the  hours,  dear  Lord,  and  come, 
Thy  lingering-  wheels  how  long1  they  stay  ! 

4  Our  weary  spirits  faint  to  see 
The  light  of  thy  returning  face, 
And  hear  the  language  of  those  lips 
Where  God  has  shed  his  richest  grace. 

5  Haste  then  upon  the  wings  of  love, 
Rouse  all  the  pious  sleeping  clay, 
That  we  may  join  in  heav'nly  joys, 
And  sing  the  triumph  of  the  day. 

HYMN    403.       C.    M. 

T/ie  last  Judgment. 

HE  comes  !  he  comes  !  to  judge  the  world, 
Aloud  th'  archangel  cries  ; 
"While  thunders  roll  from  pole  to  pole 
And  lightnings  cleave  the  skies. 

2  Th'  affrighted  nations  hear  the  sound, 
And  upward  lift  their  eyes ; 

The  slumb'ring  tenants  of  the  ground, 
In  living  armies  rise. 

3  Amid  the  shouts  of  num'rous  friends., 
Of  hosts  divinely  bright, 

The  Judge  in  solemn  pomp  descends, 
Array'd  in  robes  of  light. 

4  His  head  and  hairs  are  white  as  snow, 
His  eyes  a  fiery  flame, 

A  radiant  crown  adoms  his  brow, 
And  Jesvs  is  bis  name. 


&0SANNA9.  331 

It  Writ  on  his  thig-h  his  name  appears, 

And  scars  his  vict'ries  tell ; 
(Lo  !  in  his  hand  the  conq'ror  bears 

The  keys  of  death  and  hell. 
(5  Now  he  ascends  the  judgment-seat, 

And  at  his  dread  command, 
JMyriads  of  creatures  round  his  feet 

In  solemn  silence  stand. 

7  Princes,  and  peasants  here  expect 
Their  last,  their  righteous  doom ; 

The  men  who  dar  d  his  grace  reject, 
And  they  who  dar'd  presume. 

8  "  Depart,  ye  sons  of  death  and  sin," 
The  injur  d  Jesus  cries, 

While  the  long-kindling  wrath  within 
Flashes  from  both  his  eyes. 

9  And  now  in  words  divinely  sweet, 
With  rapture  in  his  face, 

Aloud  his  sacred  lips  repeat 
The  sentence  of  his  grace  : 

10  "  Well  done,  my  good  and  faithful  song, 
The  children  of  my  love, 

Receive  the  sceptres,  crown's  and  thrones 
Prepared  for  you  above." 

HOSANNAS  AND  DOXOLOGIES: 

HQSAX^AS, 

hong  JWetre. 

HOSANNA  to  King  David's  Son, 
Who  reigns  on  a  superior  throne  ; 
We  bless  the  Prince  of  heav'nly  birthj 
W7ho  brings  salvation  down  to  earth, 
%  Let  ev'ry  nation,  ev'ry  age, 
\n  tliis  delightful  work  engage  3 


332  D  0  X  O  L  O  G I E  S. 

Old  men  and  babes  in  Zion  sing 
The  growing-  glories  of  her  King. 

Common  Metre. 
HOSANNA  to  the  Prince  of  grace, 

Zion,  behold  thy  King  ; 
Proclaim  the  Son  of  David's  race, 

And  teach  the  babes  to  sing, 
2  Hosanna  to  th"  incarnate  word, 

Who  from  the  Father  came  ; 
Ascribe  salvation  to  the  Lord, 
With  blessings  on  his  name. 
Short  Metre. 
HOSANNA  to  the  Son 

Of  David  and  of  God, 
Who  brought  the  news  of  pardon  dowtt, 

And  seal'd  it  with  his  blood. 
2  To  Christ  th'  anointed  King 
Be  endless  blessings  giv'n  ; 
Let  the  whole  earth  his  glory  sing, 
Who  made  our  peace  with  heav'u. 
Sevens. 
SING  hosanna  to  the  Lord, 
Hail  the  everlasting  word, 
Tell  his  life,  his  death,  his  love, 
Bow  before  Mm  now  above. 

DOXOLOGIES. 

A  So&g  of  praise  to  the  ever  blessed  Trinity, 

God  the  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit. 

Long  Metre. 

BLESS'D  be  the  Father  and  his  love, 
To  whose  celestial  source  we  owe 
Rivers  of  endless  joys  above, 
And  rills  of  comfort  here  below. 


D0X0L0GIE3  33^ 

j£lory  to  thee  great  Son  of  God, 
?rom  whose  dear  wounded  body  rolls 
A  precious  stream'  of  vital  blood, 
(pardon  and  life  for  dying-  souls. 

3  We  give  thee,  sacred  Spirit  praise, 
iWho  in  our  hearts  of  sin  and  woe, 
(Makes  living  springs  of  grace  arise, 
(And  into  boundless  glory  flow. 

4  Thus  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit,  we  adore  ; 

I  That  sea  of  life  and  love  unknown, 
("Without  a  bottom  or  a  shore. 

Long  JMetre. 

TO  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  Gcdthe  Spirit,  three  in  one, 
Be  honor,  praise,  and  glory  giv'n, 
By  ail  on  earth  and  all  in  heav'n. 

Common  Jtfetre. 

LET  God  the  Father  and  the  Son,    . 

And  Spirit  be  ador'd, 
Where  there  are  works  to  make  him  known, 

Or  saints  to  love  the  Lord. 

Short  Metre. 
Ye  angels  round  the  throne, 

And  saints  that. dwell  below, 
Worship  the  Father,  praise  the  Soil, 

And  bless  the  Spirit  too. 

As  the  113th  Psalm. 
NOW  to  the  great  and  sucred  three* 
The  Father,   Son,  and  Spirit,  be 

Eternal  praise  and  glory  giy'n ; 
Through  all  the  worlds  where  God  is  known. 
By  all  the  angels  near  the  throne, 

And  all  the  saints  in  earth  and  heav'n. 


334  D  O  X  O  L  O  G I E  &. 

M  the  148th  Psalm. 

TO  God  the  Father's  throne 
Perpetual  honors  raise, 
Glory  to  God  the  Son, 
To  God  the  Spirit  praise  ; 

With  all  our  pow'rs, 

Eternal  King-,' 

Thy  name  we  sing-, 

While  faith  adores.' 

Eights  and  Sixes-. 

To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
Be  praise  amid  the  heav'nly  host, 

And  in  the  Church  below  ; 
From  whom  all  creatures  drew  their  breath, 
By  whom  redemption  bless'd  the  earth, 

From  whom  all  comforts  flow  ! 

Eights  and  Sevens. 

MAY  the  grace  of  Christ  our  Saviour, 
And  the  Father's  boundless  love, 
With  the  Holy  Spirit's  favor, 
Rest  upon  us  from  above  ! 
Thus  may  we  abide  in  union 
With  each  other  and  the  Lord  ; 
And  possess  in  sweet  communion, 
Joys  which  earth  cannot  afford, 

Sevens. 

PRAISE  the  Father,  praise  the  Son, 
Praise  the  Spirit,  one  in  three, 
Join  the  song1  in  heuv'n  begun. 
Glory  to  the  Trinity. 


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ABSENT  from  flesh  !  O  blissful  thought,       142 

A.dam  our  father  and  our  head,  29 

Afflicted  Saints  to  Christ  draw  near,  81 

Ah  lovely  appearance  of  death,  293 

Alas,  alas,  how  blind  I've  been,  16Q 

Alas  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed,  275 

Alas  by  nature  how  deprav'd,  32 

Alas  what  hourly  dangers  rise,  171 

All  hail  the  pow  r  of  Jesu's  name,  73 

Almighty  God  thy  piercing  eye,  19 

Almighty  maker  God,  196 

Almighty  maker  of  my  frame,  286 

Almighty  Sovereign  of  the  skies,  278 

Aloud  we  sing  the  wond'rous  grace,  125 

Amazing  grace  how  sweet  the  sound,  92 

Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross,  70 

And  is  this  heav'n  and  am  I  there,  142 

And  must  I  part  with  sill  I  have,  135 

And  will  the  great  eternal  God,  277 
And  will  the  Judge  descend,                    y        301 

And  will  th'  offended  God  again,  154 

Angels  roll  the  rock  away,  5# 

Anxious  I  strove  to  tind  the  way,  233 

A  present  God  is  all  our  strength,  90 

Ascend  thy  throne  almighty  King,  198 

As  the  serpent  raised  by  Moses,  38 

Astonished  and  distressed,  27 

As  when  the  weary  traveller  gains,  216 
At  length  the  wish'd-for  spring  is  come,         252 

Attend  my  ear,  my  heart  rejoice,  302 

Attend  my  soul  the  voice  divine,  14 

Attend  while  God's  exalted  Son,  52 

Awake,  awake  the  sacred  song,  312 

Awake  my  soul  to  joyful  lays,  10 

Awake  my  soul  tune  every  string,  230 


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Awake  our  drowsy  souls,  26< 

Awake  my  unbelieving-  fear,  14: 

BEHOLD  the  great  eternal  God, 
Behold  the  Saviour  on  the  tree, 
Behold  the  sons  the  heirs  of  God, 
Beside  the  gospel  pool, 
Blest  are  the  humble  souls  that  see, 
Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds, 
Blest  Lord  behold  the  guilty  scorn, 
Blest  Lord  when  darkness  veils  the  skies, 
Blest  Martha  love  artd  joy  express' d, 
Blest  Saviour  by  thy  pow  rful  word, 
Blow  ye  the  trumpet  blow, 
Break  thro'  the  clouds  dear  Lord  and  shine, 
Brethren  belov'd  for  Jesu's  sake, 
By  various  maxims  forms  and  rules, 

CHEER  up  my  soul,  there  is  a  mercy  seat, 
Children  of  the  heav'nly  King, 
Christ  the  Lord  is  ris'n  to-day,  ' 
Come  gracious  Spirit  heav  nly  dove, 
Come  Holy  Ghost  my  soul  inspire, 
Come  humble  sinner  in  whose  breast, 
Come  let  me  love,  or  is  my  mind, 
Come  my  soul  thy  suit  prepare, 
Come  seraph,  lend  your  he'ki  'nly  tongue, 
Come  sinners  saith  the  mighty  God, 
Come  thou  Almighty  King, 
Come^ye  dinners  poor  and  wretched, 
Creator  God  eternal  light, 
DEAD  be  my  heart  to  all  below, 
Dear  friend  of  guilty  sinners  hear, 
Dear  Lord  though  bitter  is  the  cup, 
Death  and  the  grave  are  doleful  themes, 
Death  with  his  dread  commission  seal'd, 
Deep  are  the  wounds  which  sin  hath  made, 
Destruction's  dangerous  road, 


TABLE.  337 

Page. 

Did  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep,  195 

Didst  thou  dear  Jesus  suffer  shame,  96 

Dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing-  Lord,  237 

Dread  Sinai  roars  the  man  be  curst,  2S 

EARTH  has  engross'd  my  love  too  long,  306 
Ere  the  blue  heavens  were  stretch'd  abroad,  30 

Eternal  God  almighty  cause,  5 

Eternal  God  enthrbn'd  on  high,  215 

Eternal  power  whose  high  abode,  *     13 

Eternal  source  of  every  joy,  254 

Eternal  spirit  source  of  fight,  SB 

Eternal  wisdom  thee  we  praise,  20 
FAITH  adds  new  charms  to  earthly  bliss^        101 

Far  from  thy  fold  O  God  my  feet,  *  225 

Father  divine  thy  piercing  eye,  173 

Father  how  wide  thy  glories  shine,  51 

Father  is  not  thy  promise  pledg'd,  203 

Father  of  all  thy  cares  we  bless,  174 

Father  of  faithful  Abraham,  hear,  204 

Father  of  glory  to  thy  name,  .,             6 

Father  of  mercies  in  thy  word,  44 

Father  supreme  all  nature's  God,  222 

Father  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss,  171 

Fierce  passions  discompose  the  mind,  176 

Forgiveness  'tis  a  joyful  sound,  65 

Frequent  the  day  of  God  returns,  261 

GIVE  to  the  winds  thy  fear,  24 

Glory  to  God  en  high,  314 

God  from  his  throne  with  piercing-  eye,  296 

God  in  the  gospel  of  his  Son,  33 

God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way,  23 

Go  worship  a£  Emmanuel's  feet,  243 

Grace  'tis  a  charming  sound,  46 

Gracious  spirit  dove  clivine,  13 
35 


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Grant  Lord  I  may  delight  in  thee, 

Great  former  of  this  various  frame, 

Great  God  of  glory  show  thy  face, 

Great  God  of  providence  thy  ways, 

Great  God  my  maker  and  my  king-, 

Great  source  of  being-  heavenly  king-, 

HAIL  mighty  Jesns  how  divine, 

Hail  the  day  that  sees  him  rise, 

Happy  the  hours,  the  g-olden  days, 

Hark  from  the  sky  the  trump  proclaims, 

Hark  hear  the  sound  on  earth  'tis  found, 

Hark  the  glad  sound  the  Saviour  comes, 

Heal  «s  Emmanuel  here  we  stand, 

Hear  gracious  sovereig-n  from  thy  throne, 

Heaven  has  confirm' d  the  great  decree, 

Heav'nly  father  here  we  bless  thee, 

He  conies  he  comes  to  judge  the  world, 

He  dies  the  friend  of  sinners  dies, 

Lie  lives  the  great  Redeemer  lives, 

He  who  on  earth  as  man  was  known, 

Mo  every  one  that  thirsts  draw  nigh, 

Holy  and  reverend  is  the  name, 

Holy  Ghost  dispel  our  sadness, 

Hose  una  to  the  prince  of  light, 

How  am  1  held  a  prisoner  now, 

How  blest  the  righteous  are, 

How  firm  a  foundation  ye  saints  of  the  Lord,  170 

How  great  how  terrible  that  God,  298 

How  great  our  glorious  shepherd's  love,         263 

Haw  happy  they  who  know  the  Lord,  210 

How  lost  was  my  condition  39 

How  many  and  great  are  the  foes  which  infest,  169 

How  many  years  has  man  been  driven,  204 

How  precious  is  the  book  divine,  43 

How  sad  our  state  by  nature  is,  183 

How  shall  the  sons  of  men  appear,  198 

How  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds,  63 


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f  ASK'D  the  Lord  that  I  might  grow,  172 

Jehovah  reigns  his  throne  is  high,  182 

Jehovah  reigns  let  all  the  earth,  74 

Jesus  believing  we  rejoice,  149 

Jesus  let  thy  pitying  eye,  315 

Jesus  lover  of  my  soul,  157 

Jesus  my  ail  to  heaven  is  gone,  9S 

Jesus  my  king"  proclaims  the  war,  156 

Jesus  our  triumphant  head,  108 

Jesus  thy  blessings  are  not  few,  96- 

Jesus  we  bless  thy  Father's  name,  37 

Jesus  we  sing  thy  matchless  grace,  150 

Jesus  who  knows  full  well,  150 

If  God  had  bid  his  thunders  roll,  163 

I  hate  the  tempter  and  his  charms,  218 

I  love  the  Lord  but  ah  how  far,  320 

Indulgent  Father  by  wmose  care,    -  258 

Infinite  excellence  is  thine,  82 

Infinite  grief  amazing  woe,  264 

In  his  own  appointed  hour,  234 
In  sin  by  blinded  passicns  led,               -        180 

In  vain  my  fancy  strives  to  paint,  288 

In  vain  the  giddy  world  enquires,  201 

Join  all  the  names  of  love  and  power,  246 

I  send  the  joys  of  earth  away,  239 

I  sing  my  Saviour's  wond'rous  death,  323 

I  was  a  grovling  creature  once,  129 

I  would  but  cannot  sing,  114 

KEEP  silence  all  created  things,  9 

LADEN  with  guilt  and  full  of  fears,  45 

Let  all  our  tongues  be  one,  272 

Let  anxious  doubts  be  heard  no  more,  194 

Let  carnal  minds  the  world  pursue,  234 

Let  parly  names  no  more,  125 

Let  those  who  bear  the  Christian  name,  136 

Let  us  adore  the  grace  thajt  seeks,  181 


340  TABLE. 

Let  us  love  and  sing*  and  wonder, 

Let  Zion's  watchmen  all  awake, 

Lo  he  cometh  countless  trumpets, 

Lo  I  behold  the  scattering-  shades, 

Long"  have  L  walk'd  this  dre/.ry  road, 

Look  down  O  Lord  with  pitying-  eye, 

Lord  at  thy  feet  we  sinners  lie, 

Lord  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing-, 

Lord  hast  thou  made  me  know  thy  ways, 

Lord  I  am  pain'd  but  I  resign, 

Lord  I'm  defil'd  in  even*  part, 

Lord  shall  we  part  with  gold  for  dross, 

Lord  thou  hast  been  thy  children's  God, 

Lord  thou  with  an  unerring-  beam, 

Lord  what  a  croud  of  anxious  cares, 

Lord  what  is  man  extremes  how  wide, 

Lord  who  shall  drive  my  trembling  soul, 

Lo  the  young-  tribes  of  Adam  rise, 

Love  divine  all  love  excelling-, 

Lo  what  a  rapi'rous  joy  possess'd, 

MAN  has  a  so  id  of  vast  desires, 

Mercy  O  thou  Son  of  David, 

Mednnks  the  last  great  day  is  come, 

'Midst  all  the  priests  of  Jewish  race, 

Most  holy  Lord  1  love  thy  truth, 

Mourn,  mourn  ye  saints  who  once  did  see, 

Must  all  the  charms  of  nature  then, 

My  barns  are  full  my  stores  increase, 

My  dear  Redeemer  see, 

My  former  hopes  are  fled, 

My  heart  has  been  too  long-  ensnar'd, 

My  soul  doth  magnify  the  Lord, 

My  soul  woul  1  frin  indulge  a  hope, 

My  times  of  sorrow  and  of  joy, 

NO,  I'll  repine  at  death  no  more, 

No  let  us  never  mourn  for  those, 


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[Mo  more  I  ask  or  hope  to  find,  217 

Not  all  the  nobles  of  the  earth,  66 

Not  by  the  laws  of  innocence,  53 

Not  to  Sinai's  dreadful  blaze,  236 

Now  begin  the  heavenly  theme,  37 

Now  gracious  Lord  thine  arm  reveal,  249 

Now  in  a  song-  of  grateful  praise,  85 

Mow  is  the  time  th'  accepted  hour,  69 

Now  let  a  true  ambition  rise,  238 

Now  let  our  souls  on  wings  sublime,  211 

Now  may  the  Lord  reveal  his  face,  46 

Now  see  the  rebel  raise  his  eyes,  200 

Now  the  shades  of  night  are  gone,  256 

O  COULD  I  find  from  day  to  day,  148 

O  could  our  thoughts  and  wishes  fly,  285 

Of  all  the  joys  which  creatures  know,  114 

O  for  a  closer  walk  with  God,  77 

O  for  a  glance  of  heavenly  day,  106 

O  for  a  heart  to  praise  and  pray,  259 

O  for  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing,  271 
Of  sinful  Adam's  numerous  race,              -        115 

Oft  as  the  bell  with  solemn  toll,  287 

O  God  whose  favourable  eye,  191 

O  happy  soul  that  lives  on  high,  195 

Oh  what  amazing  words  of  grace,  326 

O  Lord  by  thy  supporting  hand,  250 

O  Lord  how  vile  am  I,    *  219 

O  Lord  my  best  desires  fulfil,  135 

O  Lord  our  languid  souls  inspire,  20S 

O  love  divine  what  hast  thou  done,  75 

Once  did  the  sons  of  Abraham  pass,  264 

Once  O  Lord  thy  garden  flourish'd,  207 

Once  perishing  in  blood  I  lay,  99 

One  awful  word  which  Jesus  spoke,  158 

One  there  is  above  all  others,  187 

On  man  in  his  own  image  made,  26 

Oppress'd  with  unbelief  and  sin,  175 


342  TABLE. 

Page. 
D  righteous  Cod  thou  Judge  supreme,  231 

O  sight  of  anguish  view  it  near,  34 

O  tell  me  no  more  of  this  world's  vain  store, 
O  that  1  knew  the  secret  place, 
O  that  my  lead  of  sin  were  gone, 
O  that  the  Lord  would  hear  my  cry, 
O  thou  my  God  who  from  thy  throne  supreme,  132 
O  thou  to  whose  all-searching  sight,  241 

Our  great  Redeemer's  gone,  274 

Our  life  how  short  a  groan  a  sigh,  288 

Our  Lord  is  ris'n  from  the  dead,  60 

Our  wishes  would  cur  ruin  prove,  92 

O  wretched  souls  who  strive  in  vain,  174 

PATIENCE  O  what  a  grace  divine, 
Peace  'tis  the  I  ord  Jehovah's  hand, 
.Plung'd  in  a  gulph  of  dark  despair, 
Poor  sinners  little  do  they  think, 
Praise  to  the  Lord  who  bows  his  ear, 
Prepare  a  thankful  song, 
Prepare  me  gracious  Cod, 
Prostrate  dear  Jesus  at  thy  feet, 
RAISE  thoughtlesssinnerrai.se  thine  eyr, 
Rejoice  the  Lord  is  king, 
Religion  is  the  chief  concern, 
Remember  us  we  pray  thee  Lord, 
Repent  the  voice  celestial  cries, 
Return  my  roving  heart  return, 
Rise  my  soul  and  stretch  thy  wings, 
SALVATION  what  a  glorious  plan, 
Saviour  I  do  feel  thy  merit, 
Saviour  shine  and  cheer  my  soul, 
See  Aaron  Gods  anointed  priest, 
See,  gracious  God,  before  thy  throne, 
See  how  brown  autumn  spreads  the  field, 
See  how  rude  winter's  icy  hand, 


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See  how  the  little  toiling-  ant,  213 

See  how  the  worthless  bramble  stands,  122 

See  human  nature  sunk  in  shame,  86 

See  the  rash  youth  defil'd  with  sin,  199 

See  the  victorious  Jesus  come,  268 

Shepherd  of  Tsrael  thou  dost  keep,  276 

Shepherds  rejoice  lift  up  your  eyes,  317 

Should  bounteous  nature  kindly  pour,  126 

Should  the  rising  whirlwinds  tear,  228 

Sight,  hearingy -feeling",  taste  and  smell,  103 

Sing"  to  the  Lord  a  new  melodious  song",  267 

Sin  has  undone  our  wretched  race,  250 

Sinner  art  thou  still  secure,  297 

Sinner  behold  I've  heard  thy  groan,  139 

Sinners  obey  the  g"ospel  word,  95 

Sinners  the  voice  of  God  regard,  50 

Smote  by  the  law  I'm  justly  slain,  105 

Sometimes  a  light  surprises,  104 

Sov'reign  of  life  I  own  thy  hand,  284 

Stay  thou  insulted  Spirit,  stay,  89 

Stretch'd  on  the  cross  the  Saviour  dies,  -  58 

Sure  the  blest  comforter  it  nig-h,  89 

Sure  'tis  in  vain  to  seek  for  bliss,  140 

Sweeter  sounds  than  music  knows,  31 

Sweet  glories  rush  upon  my  sight,  227 

Sweet  was  the  time  when  first  I.  felt,  1 17 

Swell  the  anthem  raise  the  song,  307 

THAT  was  a  wonder  working  word,  180 

The  billows  swell,  the  winds  are  high,  232 

The  book  of  nature  open  lies,  25 

The  dawn  of  morning  veils  her  face,  304 

The  day  is  past  and  gone^  259 

Thee  will  I  love  the  Lord  my  tower,  147 
The  fountain  of  Christ  Lord  help  us  to  sing,     41 

The  God  of  Abra'm  praise,  311 

The  Sod  who  once  to  L.r.\.cl  spoke,  S2:-' 


344  TABLE. 

Page. 
The  grass  and  flow'rs  wluch  clothe  the  field,  252  L. 
The  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare,  224 

Tlie  Lord  proclaims  his  grace  abroad, 
The  Lord  receives  his  highest  praise, 
The  Lord  will  happiness  divine, 
The  mighty  frame  of  glorious  grace, 
The  moment  a  sinner  believes, 
The  new  born  child  of  gospel  grace, 
The  righteous  souls  that  take  their  flight, 
There  is  a  fountain  fill'd  with  blood, 
There  is  a  God  that  reigns  above, 
There  was  an  hour  when  Christ  rejoic'd, 
The  Saviour  to  adore, 
Thine  earthly  sabbaths  Lord  we  love, 
This  God  is  the  God  we  adore, 
Though  in  the  earthly  church  below, 
Though  troubles  assail  and  danger  affright, 
Thou  great  physician  of  my  soul, 
Through  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life, 
Through  all  the  various  shifting  scenes, 
Thus  far  my  God  has  led  me  on, 
Thus  saith  the  holy  one  and  true, 
Thy  mercy  my  God  is  the  theme  of  my  song, 
Thy  names  how  infinite  they  be, 
Thy  presence  gracious  God  afford, 

Thy  ways  O  Lord  with  wise  design, 

Tis  a  point  I  long  to  find, 
'Tis  from  the  treasures  of  his  word, 
'Tis  Jesus  calls  my  soul  away, 
'Tis  the  Lord  thus  far  has  brought  me, 
To  break  the  chains  of  sin  and  death, 
To  God  the  only  wise, 
To  love  divine  the  eternal  song,    , 
'Twas  on  that  night  when  doom'd  to  know, 
*Twas  the  eternal  word  that  spake, 
VITAL  spark  of  heavenly  flame, 


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7NCLEAN,  unclean  and  full  of  sin,  146 

Jnveil  thy  bosom  faithful  tomb,  294 

VAIT,  O  my  soul  thy  maker's  will,  10 

Wealth  is  a  blessing-  only  lent,  121 

Wear}'-  of  struggling  with  my  pain,  94 

Vbat  jarring  natures  dwells  within,  28 

yhat  mysteries  Lord  in  thee  combine,  273 

■Vhat  scenes  of  horror  and  of  dread,  291 

Vhat  various  hindrances  we  meet,  161 

What  wisdom  majesty  and  grace,  35 

What  wretched  fools  are  they  who  hear.  296 

When  a  black  overspreading-  cloud,  300 

When  any  turn  from  Zion's  way,  162 

When  converts  first  begin  to  sing,  112 

When  darkness  long  has  veil'd  my  mind,  111 

When  death  appears  before  my  sight,  290 

Whene'er  the  angry  passions  rise,  83 

When  God  the  patriarch  Abra'm  cali'd,  262 

When  I  can  read  my  title  clear,  232 

When  Israel  through  the  desert  pass'd,  43 

When  I  survey  the.  wondrous  cross,          -  265 

When  I  the  blest  Redeemer  see  266 

When  I  the  holy  grave  survey,  59 

When  on  a  summer's  sultry  day,  227 
When  the  fierce  north  wind  with  Ins  airy 

forces,  319 

When  the  poor  leper's  case  I  read,  100 
When  thou  my  righteous  Judge  shalt  come,  328 

When  with  my  mind  devoutly  press'd,  168 

Where  is  my  God  does  he  retire,  64 

Where  shall  we  sinners  hide  qui;  heads,  70 

Wherewith  O  Lord  shall  I  draw  near,  53 

While  1  to  grief  my  soul  gave  way,  208 

While  on  the  verge  of  life  I  stand,  289 

Who  shall  condemn  to  endless  flames,  36 

Why  do  we  mourn  departing'  friends,       -  291 
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346  TABLE. 

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"Why  should  this  earth  delight  hs  so,  32S 

Why  sinks-my  weak  desponding-  mind,  109 

With  dying  want  the  sinner  cries,  20C 

With  fiery  serpents  greatly  pain'd,  %  133 

With  holy  zeal  the  Christian  grace,  22£  • 

With  humble  heart  and  tongue,  214  \ 

With  kind  compassion  hear  my  cry,  131  ; 

With  thee  great  God  the  stores  of  light,  256  . 

World  adieu,  thou  real  cheat,  324  ' 

YE  glittring  toys  of  earth  adieu,  83 

Ye  hearts  with  youthful  vigor  warm,  212 

Ye  sons  of  men  with  joy  record,  15 

Ye  wretched  hungry  starving-  poor,  270 

Ye  worlds  of  light  that  roll  so  near,  74 

Yonder  amazing  sight  I  see,  57 

ZEAL  is  that  pure  and  heavenly  flame,  192 


A  TABLE  OF  TEXTS  OF  SCRIPTTJKE, 

Hymn. 

Hymn. 

Genesis. 

Job. 

iii.     -     -     -    ■-      27 

iii.   17.   - 

- 

-  379 

\&  24.     -     -     -     93 

xxiii.  3,  4. 

- 

-     80 

xv iii.    J9,     -     -  212 

xxix.  2.  - 

-   142 

xxii.  14.  -     -     -   94 

Psal 

ms 

Exodus. 

ii.  8.       - 

- 

-  251 

xxxiv.   6—8.     -     12 

iv.  4. 

- 

-    184 

Leviticus. 

—  6.      - 

- 

-  248 

viii.  7 — 9.     -     -  95 

vi.      -     - 

. 

-   161 

Numbers. 

xix.    -     - 

- 

-     49 

xxi.  4.     -     -     -  206 

xxiii. 

- 

-  277 

xxiii.    10.     -     -     96 

xxiv.  7.  - 

- 

-     71 

Deuteronomy. 

xxxiv. 

- 

-   175 

vi.  4.       ---       1 

xxxvii.  4. 

- 

-   148 

viii.  2.     -     -     -  229 

xxxix.    '  - 

- 

-  353 

xxxiii.  25.  -     -     97 

xlv.  3—5. 

- 

"  -     52 

27.  -     -      15 

xlvi.    10. 

- 

-   185 

Joshua. 

xlviii.  14. 

- 

-  384 

xxiv.   15.      -     -  213 

Ii.   11.     - 

- 

-   108 

Judges. 

Ixv.   11.  - 

. 

-  314 

xvi.  20.  -     -     -   109 

Ixxxvii.  5. 

- 

-  343 

1  Samuel. 

lxxxix.   1- 

- 

-       9 

xxx.  6.    -     -     -   132 

xc.     -     - 

- 

-       3 

1  Kings. 

xcvii. 

-     89 

iii  5.     -       110,  111 

cii.  25—28 

-      13 

1  Chronicles. 

cvi.  4,  5. 

- 

-  292 

xvii.  16,   17,     -   112 

cvii.  -     - 

-     22 

Esther. 

31.  - 

- 

-      14 

iv.  16.    -     -     -  204 

cxviii.   18, 

19 

-   351 

348 


TABLE. 

Hymn 


Psalms. 

cxix.  9.        -     -  266 

105.    -     -  48 

117.    -     -  85 

136,  158.  103 

cxxxix.    -     -     -  5 

Proverbs, 

viii.  17.  -     -     -  263 


Hymn 

Ezekiel. 
xxxvii.  3.      -     -  244 

Daniel, 
v.  5,6.  -     -     -   186 
—27.      -    .-     -   168 

Micah. 

•vi.  6— 8.      -     -     62 

Habakkuk. 


—  34,  35.     -  224  iii.  17,  18.    176,  283 
Solomon's  Song. 


i.  3.  -  -  - 
Isaiah, 
i.  18.  -  - 
vi.  3.  -  - 
xxiv.  18—20. 
Xxxv.  1 0.  - 
xl.  6—8.  - 
xliv.  23.>  - 
lv.  1.  -  - 
Jxiii.  7.  -     - 

Jeremiah, 
iii.  15.    -     - 
viii.  22.  -     - 
xvii.   5 — 8.  - 


-  98 

-  55 

-  10 

-  369 

-  134 

-  312 

-  58 

-  232 


-  341 

-  101 

-  147 


IX 

xv i.  63. 


-9.  -  -  -  29 
Ezekiel. 

1—6.  -  -  347 
-  120 


Haggai. 
ii.  7.   -.-  98 

Zechariah. 
xi ii.  1.     -     ■  45,  46 

Matthew. 
v.  2—12.  - 
—44.  -  - 
vi.  6.  -  - 
vi.  10.  -  - 
—33.  -  - 
viii.  2,  3.  - 
xiii.  37—42. 

39.  -  - 

46.  -  - 

xv.  19.  -  - 
xvi.  26.  -  - 
xix.'  16—22. 
xxiv.  44. 
xxv.  34.  - 


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7,121 41. 


-  302 

-  152 

-  211 

-  245 

-  297 

-  122 

-  187 

-  313 

-  100 

-  29 

-  249 

-  265 

-  362 

-  374 

-  373 


104  xxvi.  26—29.  -  333 


Matthew 
sxvii.  41. 

Mark. 
mi.  34.  -     - 

36.  -     - 

ix.  24.     -     - 
x.  21.      -     - 
—  47,  48.  - 
xi.  20.    -     - 
Luke. 
i.  74,  75.     - 
iy.  18,  19.  - 
vii.  47.  -     - 
ix.  23.    -     -* 
x.  21,  22.     - 
—38—42.    - 
kit.  16—21. 

—  32.  -  - 
xiii.  23.  -  - 
xiv.  22.  -  - 
xv.   11—24. 

—  32.  -  - 
xviii.  1—7.  - 

—  18—23.- 
xix.  41.  -  - 
xxi.  19.  -  - 
xxiii.  34.     - 

John, 
i.  1,3,  14.  - 

—  12,      -     - 


-  134  j>-  16-       "  ■ 
.'  239  { vii.  19.  -  - 

-  335. viii.  14   "  " 

-  2471—  33—39. 


61 
139 
105 

40 


-  65 

-  196 

-  265 

-  2*3 

-  154 

-  152 


1  Corinthians. 
vi.  19.    -     -     -  189 
xiii.  1—3.   -     -   153 
xv.  56.    -     -     -  .383 
—  57.     -     -     -  359 

2  Corinthians, 
iv.  18.    -     -     -  352 
33  vi.   17,  18.  -     -  223 
79!xii.  9.     -     -     -  215 


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GaJatians. 


Hymn. 


Hebrew 


vl  14.     -     - 

Ephesians. 
-  3,  &c.  -  • 
ii.5.  -  -  -  . 
ii.  18.  -  .  . 
in.  9,  1(1  -  . 
iv.  15,  16.  -  - 
vi.  13—17.  - 
Philippians. 
i.  23.  -  -  . 
ii.  8,9.  -  -  . 
iv.  4.       -     -     - 

—  8.      -     -     - 

—  11.    -     -     - 

Colossians. 
i.  16.  -  -  - 
ii.  15.     -     -     - 


-  151, 

-  329  vm-  25.  -  - 
fix.  27.  -  - 

-  41  x.  39.  -  - 
54  xii.  2.  -  - 

—  5—11.  - 

xiii.  17.  -  - 

2  Peter. 
i.  4.  -  -  - 


2 

33 

183 

284 


358 
73 

70 

167 
216 


33 
73 


1  John. 


ii.  J. 

iii.  1, 
v.  6. 
01 


Hymn. 

5. 

-  74 

-  354 
^  Gl 

-  217 

-  218 

-  342 

-  207 

-  77 

-  79 

-  337 

-  189 


1  Thessalonians. 


iv.  14. 


verses, 


Jude. 
24,  25. 


220 


Revelation. 


.  14.     -     -     -  380i*.  17,  18.     -  -  338 

1  Timothy.          jiii.   7—13.    >  -  219 

II.      -     -     -     39  xx.  12.    -     -  -  372 

Hebrews.           jxxi.  6.    -     -  -  398 

iv.  9.      -     -     -  324ixxii.  16.-     -  -     88 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 

„V.  B.  The  figures  point  to  the  Hymns. 

■ADOPTION,  79. 

Afflictions,  benefit  of,  218  ;  longing  for  the  d& 

vine  presence  in,  80. 
Ascension  of  Christ,  69,  71,  130, 151,  228,  285,. 
issurance,  prayer  for,  214, 
Atonement,  and  sanctification,  35. 
Autumn,  or  the  harvest  the  end  of  the  world,  313, 
Backslider,  his  return,  162. 
Backsliding',  and  returning,  386. 
Baptism,  hymns  for,  325 — 327. 
Barrenness,  and  indwelling  sin,  123. 
Beattitudes  302. 
Brethren,  welcome  to,  259, 
Chp.ist,    Aaron    a    type    of,    95 ;    acceptance, 
through,  246  ;  a  covert  from  the  heat  282  ;  a 
fountain  for  sinners  45,46;  an  advocate  77;  a 
refuge  in  temptation  192  ;  chastised  for  us  o28 ; 
confidence  in  the  power  of  86,-  crowned  Lord 
of  all  87  ;  eternal  life  in  199  ;   healing  mercy  in 
92  ;  his   ascension  69,  71,    130,   131,  228,  285  ; 
his  call  to  his  elect  2*3  ;  his    character  from 
scripture    metaphors  303  ; .  his    compassionate 
tears  243  ;  his  death  59,   68,   285,   334  ;  his  di- 
vinity  33  ;    his  fulness  75  ;  his  gospel  36  ;  his 
humiliation,   exaltation  and  triumph    73,    338  ; 
his  incarnation    -4,   285,     8    ;  his  infancy   38; 
his  intercession  74,  285,  339  ;  his  kingdom  72  ; 
his  love   149  ;  his  merit  81 ;  his  ministry  66  ; 
his  nativity.  J  88,  389  ; .  his   priesthood   118  ;    his 
resurrection  59,  69,  .70,  228,  285,  53  3,  334,  383  ; 
his  scriptural  names  and  titles  304,   305 ;    his 
sovereign  call   <:89  ;  his  sufferings  47  ;  his  vie- 
tory  394  ;  looking  to  him  43,  44,  163  ;  love  ten 


352  INDEX. 

138,  179  ;  on  the  tree  393  ;  our  example  99, 
152,  217  ;  praise  to  227,  234  ;  reigning  334  ; 
revealed  to  a  condemned  sinner  128  ;  sleeping" 
in  380  ;  the  best  friend  231  ;  the  bright  and 
morning  star  88  ;  the  Christian's  resort  under 
difficulties  206,  229  ;  the  Christian's  sufficiency 
102  ;  the  desire  of  all  nations  98  ;  the  good 
physician  44,  101  ;  the  head  of  the  church  183  ; 
the  only  Saviour  31  ;  the  pearl  of  great  price 
100  ;  the  refuge  of  the  church  76  ;  the  shep- 
herd of  his  people  277  ;  the  way  to  Canaan 
119;  trust  in  1.58. 

Christian,  complaining  of  remaining  sin  139  ; 
desiring  a  return  of  light  142  ;  dying  396  ; 
doubting  140  ;  hidden  life  of  241 ;  his  ar- 
mour 284  j  his  fortitude  116  ;  his  love  151  ; 
his  request  208  ;  his  resolution  '  13  ;  his  war- 
fare 191  ;  in  darkness  143  ;  passing  to  glory 
172. 
Christians,  and  hypocrites  187 ;  endangered  by 
the  world  194  ;  longing  for  heaven  190  ;  the 
sons  of  God  79.  See  saints. 

Ch».rch,  admission  to  278  ;  Christ  its  head  183  ; 
Christ  the  refuge  of  76  ;  its  future  increase  251. 
Comf'.rts,  true  and  false  ?S6. 
Conference,  hymn  for  25S ;  welcome  to  259. 
Contentment,  216  ;   and  patience  217. 
Convert,  279  new  humbled  235  ;  young  in  dark- 
ness 1  7. 
Creation,  old  and  new  221,  290  ;   proves  the  be- 
ing ai.d  perfections  of  God  26. 
Creatures,  mutability  of  13. 
Cross,  soldier  .of  ,86  j   cf  Christ  attraction  of  67  ; 

praising  at  90;  strength  from  a  view  of  330. 
Darkness,  lamented,  143. 

Death,  and  heaven  173  ;  appointed  to  all   354  ; 
conquered  by  Christ    379  ;     cf  a  Christian 


INDEX.  S53 

ffrfciw  of  delightful  363  ;  of  Christ  59,  68,  235, 
334  ;    preparation    for    362 ;   the    christian's 
passage  to  glory   172  ;  the   moment  of  173  ; 
thoughts  on  19. 
declension,  lamented  256. 
{[)ec rees,  of  God  6. 
Jedtcatibn,  of  a  place  of  worship,  hymn  for  343. 
Idight,  in  God  148. 
)es/m/?yprevented  177. 
" oubts,  relieved  288. 
Slectxn-g  and  sanctifying  grace  41. 
Election,  40. 
'te^ial,  Sabbath  324. 
Evening,  hymns  for  318 — 320. 
Exaltation",  of  Christ  73,  87. 
?aith,    and   sanctificadon    225  ;     and  unbelief 
182  ;  connected  with  salvation  61 ;  conquer- 
ing 125  ;  in  the  power  and  grace  of  Christ 
86  ;  its  review   and  expectation   112  ;  living 
and  dead  238 ;    power    of  124  ;    superior  to 
sense  126. 
Fall,  of  man  its  effects  lamented  27,  103. 
Family  prayer,  212. 

Farexvel,to  sin  and  the  world  250  ;  to  the  body  173.. 
Fast,  hymns  for  346,  347. 

'ear,  removed  by  God  s  presence  178. 
,Forgiveness,  78. 

Forms,  vain  without  religion  242. 
Forsaken,  yet  hoping,  392. 
Funeral,  hymns  for  356,  357,  364,  397. 
God,  above  idols  89  ;  delight  in  148  ;  exalted 
above  all  praise  11  ;  glorious  in  the  salvation 
of  sinners  58  ;  his   answer  to  a   complaining 
sinner  170  ;  his  covenant  381 ;   his  dominion 
and  decrees  6  ;  his  eternity  3  ;  his  goodness- 
14,  230,  131 ;    his  holiness  10  ;    his  immuta- 
bility 13  ;  his  infinity  4 ;  his  justice  230  ;  his 


354  INDEX. 

majesty  and  perfections  225  ;   his  mercy  9: P 
Uo,  331   ;  his  name  proclaimed  12  ;  his  om 
nJpresence  5;  his  omniscience  5,18;  his  peo 
pie's  refugee  and  support  15 ;  his  perfection! 
harmonious  32,  225  ;  his  presence  longed  fo: 

80,  181  ; removes  fear  178  ; resto 

red  oil  ; withdrawn  310  ;  his  unity  1  j 

liis  wisdom  unsearchable  7  ;  ours  forever  384 
reasoning  with  men  55  ;    sight  of  in  heaven 
173  ;  thoughts  on  19  ;  trust'  in  175,  176,  177. 
283  ;  walking  with  him  93  ;    will  provide  94.}^ 

Gospel,  and  law  31  ;  glorious  39  ;  its  atonement 
and  sanctirication  337  ;  its  power  and  divin- 
ity 240  ;  its  privileges  260  ;  jubilee  37  ;  of 
Christ  36  ;  prayer  for  the  spread  of  245  ; 
suited  to  the  wants  of  all,  177. 

Grace,  efficacious  52  ;  electing  and  sanctifying 
41  ;  in  answer  to  prater  121 ;  its  sufficicnev 
215  ;  prayer  for  111",  275,  292,  301  ;  pro- 
portioned to  our  need  97  ;  reigning  53  ;  sal- 
vation by  54  ;  sovereignty  of  300  ;  throne  of 
293. 

Gravity,  and  decency  135. 

HaIudness,  of  heart  lamented  129. 

Heart,  contrite  144  ;  evil  29  ;  its  hardness  129  ; 
new  created  60. 

Heaven,  aged  Christian  rejoicing  in  a  view  of 
26S  ;  entrance  into  173  ;'  longed  for  171,  261, 
400,  269,  352  ;  prospect  of  281  ;  song  of  de- 
sired 376,  377. 

Holiness,  and  sin  30. 

Hope,  from  the  divine  perfections  152  ;  rejoic- 
ing in  134. 

Hypocrites,  193  ;  and  Christians  187. 

Incarxatiox,  of  Christ  34,  285,  382. 

Inconstancy,  bewailed  391. 

Intercession,  of  Christ  74,  285,  339, 


INDEX  355 

1  mutation,  to  sinners  56,  115,  232  ;  to  the  gos- 
pel feast  335  ;  to  youth  263. 

■tews,  prayer  for  253. 

ns  ay,  in  hope  134  ;  in  hope  of  heaven  157  ;  re- 
turn of  135. 
augment,  and  youth  262  ;  appointed  to  all  354 ; 
day  of  313,  368—375,  390,  403. 
amb,  glory  to  3 85. 
m~u;  and  gospel  31. 
ifa,  eternal  in  Christ  199. 
Light,  breaking  into  the  soul  127;  desired  142  ; 
restoration  of  prayed  for  159  ;  shining-  in  dark- 
ness 273. 
ord's  supper  instituted  333. 

Love,  Christian  151  ;  divine  91,  200  ;  eternal 
praised  180  ;  redeemed  42,  149  ;  superior  to 
all  attainments  153  ;  to  Christ  present  or  ab- 
sent 138  ;  to  enemies  152. 

Max,  by  nature,  grace  and  glory  233  ;  his  fall 
27,  103;  his  fraility  267,  312/353  ;  his  mor- 
tality 3,  267. 

Mercy,  Bartemeus'  prayer  for  183  ;  pleaded  for 
133  ;  prevailing  120. 

'Millennium,  prayer  for  252. 

Missionaries,  prayer  for  255. 

Morning,  hymns  for  215 — 317. 

Mysteries,  of  providence  23  ;  to  be  explained  24. 

Na:>ie,  of  God  proclaimed  12. 

Old,  age  approaching  267. 

Ordination,  hymns  for  341,  342. 

Pardox,  and  sanctification  84, 

Parting,  hymn  150. 

Patience,  154,  155. 

Penitent  pleading  for  mercy  133,  161,  274;  re- 
turning  205,  274. 

Perseverance,  85  ;  and  grace  220  ;  rewarded  219. 


356  INDEX. 

Praise,  at  the  cross  90  ;  for  redeeming1  lov  t 
270  ;  for  the  incarnation  34. 

Prayer,  and  watchfulness  209  ;  answered  b 
crosses  210  ;  exhortation  to  197;  family  212 
for  assurance  214  ;  for  Jews  253  ;  for  mi. 
sions  255  ;  for  opposers  of  experimental  rel 
gion  254  ;  for  relief  from  sin  and  darkness  280 
for  rest  in  Christ  156  ;  for  the  Millenniur 
252  ;  for  the  spread  of  Christ's  kingdom  245 
importunate  196  ;  Lord's  imitated  276  ;  of 
penitent  161  ;  of  the  sick  soul  141  ;  procu] 
ring  grace  121  ;  secret  211  ;  waiting  in  198.     ' 

Prtmmption,  and  despair  271  ; 

Priesthood,  of  Christ,  its  excellency  118. 

Prodigal,  son,  parable  of  207. 

Promises,  great  and  precious  247. 

Pr&vidente,  equitable  and  kind  22  :  mysteries 
of  23  ; to  be  explained  hereafter  24  ;  sub- 
mission to  185  ;  trust  in  21,  25. 

Rcdbhser,  Ins  loving  kindness  S  ;  praise  to  336. 

Redempion,  manifest  God's  love  331 ;  praise  for 
270. 

Rege?ieration,   221,  223,  290.  * 

Rejoicing,  in  a  revival  of  religion  202. 

Rdi?ioa,  of  the  heart  174  ;  to  be  first  attended 
to  297. 

Repentance,  64  ;  from  Christ's  sufferings  340  ; 
God's  command  to  63  ;  of  the  prodigal  65. 

Reproaches,  fortitude  under  116. 

Resignation,  164. 

Resolve,  the  successful  204. 

Resurrection,  the  happv  402. 

Resurrection,  of  Christ  59,  69,  70,  228,,  285,  332, 
334,  383  ;  prospect  of  365. 

Retirement,  and  meditation  184. 


INDEX.  657 

Revival,  of  religion,  hoping-  for  257 ;  rejoicing 

in  202. 
kfiightousness,  human  insufficient  62. 

liio-htcous,  their  trust  147.  See  Christians  and 
Saints. 

Sabbath,  hymns  for  321 — 324. 

Sacramental,  hymns  328 — 340. 
^Saints,   death  of  356 — 361  ;    in  the  wreck  of 

nature  369.  See    Christians  and   Righteotis. 
^Salvation,  by  faith  61  ;  and  grace  54  ;  danger  of 
missing  239  ;  free  invitation  to  232. 

Sanctification,  and  atonement,  35  ;  and  faith  226  ; 
and  pardon  84. 

Scriptures,  comfort  from  51  ;  knowledge  and 
]oy  from  48  ;  sufficiency  and  excellence  of 
50  ;  useful  of  49. 

Seasons,   of  the  year  314. 

Self-denial,  166. 

Self -examination,    145. ' 

Sickness,  complaint  and  hope  in  350  ;  general 
S49  ;  praise  for  recovery  from  351  -^  reflec- 
tions in  3-18. 

Sin,  and  barrenness  123  ;  and  holiness  30  ;  and 
misery  connected  366  ;  bewailed  110  ;  com- 
plaint of  272  ;  hatred  of  291  ;  original  :~3  ; 
pressure  of  11 J  ;  remaining  complained  of 
139. 

Sincerity,   167. 

Shmer,  awakened  lamenting  his  security  ^Q^  ; 
departing  from  God  ?47,  part  1  ;  found  want- 
ing 168  ;  God's  answer  to  him  170  ;  humbled 
going  to  Christ  2_:4  ;  lamenting  delay  of  gra£e 
169:  leprous  healed  122;  prepare  to  meet 
God  368  ;  repenting  '47,  part  3  ;  submitting 
to  God  114  ;  trembling  186  ;  under  conviction 
247,  part  2. 


358  INDEX. 

8twters,  dead  quickened  244  ;  death  of  361  ;  ex 
postulation  with  57  ;  in  -the  wreck  of  nature 
369;  invitation  to  56,  115  ;  praising-  the  fountaii 
of  Christ,  45,  46,  398 ;  saved  and  God  glori 
Red  58. 

Soul,  burdened  praying-  for  relief  160  ;  enlig-ht 
ened  127 ;  more  valuable  than  the  world  249 

Spirit,  dwelling  in  us   189  ;   experienced  1U7 
influences  of  106  ;   intreated  not  to   depar 
108 ;  joy  in  201  ;  leadings  of  105  ;  prayer  t< 
16,  17 ;  prayer  to  God  for  104 ;    withdrawi 
109. 

Spiritual  mindedness  174. 

spring;   hymn  for  311. 

Submission,    and  hope    165  ;    under  -bereaving 
providences  185. 

Siifferings,  of  Christ  47.  See  Christ. 

Summer,   hymn  for  312. 

Te^ptatiox,  Christ  a  refuge   in  192  ;  from  the 
world  287  ;  of  Satan    71,  :86. 

Thanksgiving;  hymn  for  344,  345,  378. 

Time,  shortness  of  35". 

T&lUng  bell,  355. 

'Trinity,   doctrine  and  use  of  2  ;  hymn  to  306. 

Trust,   in  Christ  158  ;  in  God  175, "  176,  177  ;  of 
the  righteous  147. 

Truth,  and  sincerity  167. 

Tax  it  y,   of  Balaam  s  wish  96  ;  of  the  world  146, 
248,  299. 

T'xbkltkf,  and  faith   182. 

Wartstjtg,  to  flee  from  wrath  8?. 

Watchfulness,  and  prayer  209.      • 

Winter,  hymn  for  -10. 

Wisdom,  of  God,  song  to  20  ; unsearchable 

7  ;  waiting  for  224. 
Works,  vain  without  love  153. 


INDEX.  359 

Q.forld,  crucified  to  it  3C29  ;   danger  of  194  ;  part- 
H  ing  with  298  ;  vanity  of  146,  248,  299  ;  end 
ii/    of  401  ;  farewell  to  c 95. 
li  Vorldling,  condemned  195. 
ForsMp,  beginning  of  294 ;   end  of  295,  296  ; 
place  of  dedicated  343. 
'i:ar,  new,  hymns  for  307—309  ;  seasons  of  314  ; 

close  of  399. 
routh,  and  judgment  262  ;    lovely  falling  short 
of  heaven  265  ;  pleading  for  309  ;  prayer  of 
266 ;   the  accepted  time   264 ;  their  encour- 
agement 263. 
'Ieax,  true  and  false  237. 


